Nico
“That looks much better now,” Caelian commented, pointing at my hand. “And that’s some professional first aid you got there. Good job, capo.”
“I didn’t do it,” I muttered, staring out of the window. “Gianna called a doctor last night and well...she dressed it this morning.”
“Ah…” I could sense his smirk as he shuffled in his seat. “The perks of being married, huh?” I threw him a look in response which just made him grin harder.
“She’s sweet though,” Caelian added after a beat. “And f*****g beautiful if you ask me.”
“I am aware of that,” I said flatly, not trying to let the image of her covered in a towel pop into my brain again. She wasn't just beautiful or sweet. She was a f*****g goddess.
One I didn't deserve.
“Glad you are not completely oblivious,” he muttered. “By
