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had. The doctors wouldn t release her until they were sure that there
was no lasting brain injury. Mikhail and Sasha had almost lived in her
hospital room, fussing and fighting over every little detail. And the
food was, well, let s just say the hospital needed to learn what salt
was at least.
Her bruises looked horrible still, but at least she could see out of
her eyes again. Sasha and Mikhail had been wonderful through it all.
Frustrating and annoying at times, but wonderful nonetheless.
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she walked across
gingerly to the closet, grabbed the clothes that the boys had brought
for her to wear home, and headed for the bathroom.
Moving quickly was out of the question since her body still felt
like it had been hit by a Mack truck.
Sienna? What the hell do you think you re doing, little one?
Mikhail snarled.
I need to get dressed so that we can get me the hell out of here. I
have kept you two away from the office long enough. I m sure you ll
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need time to find a new assistant and my apartment is probably
covered in dust by now, she grumbled back at him.
Slowly, Mikhail walked toward her. She could feel his pull on her
body even in its beat-up state.
No, little one, you are not going back to that cramped
apartment.
Sienna opened her mouth to tell him he could stuff it, but before
she could, Sasha came around beside her, whispering in her ear,
Don t fight us on this one, baby. You won t win, and we both have
very little control left where you re concerned.
You have no one to care for you there, and besides, we haven t
finished our weekend yet. Mikhail smiled, pulling her into his arms
for a gentle hug.
You re kidding me, right? she cried. I can t stay with you, and
I m certainly in no shape to play your games!
Smiling and kissing the side of her head, Mikhail tenderly turned
her in the direction of the bathroom and gently nudged her toward the
door.
Go get dressed, baby. Don t argue with us on this. We need to
care for you. We need to have you close to us so we know that you re
safe. The security at the house has been doubled and all the locks are
now coded. You won t ever feel unsafe there again. We promise.
Sienna was in no shape to put up a huge fight about it. She d go
and stay with them for a couple of days, just until she could move
around a little better, she told herself.
Closing the door, she leaned back against it and let out the breath
that she had been holding. Damn, how was she going to keep them
from knowing how she felt if she was living at their house? Slowly
moving to the toilet, she lifted her gown and sat down. When she
went to get up, however, she realized that her muscles weren t going
to let her.
Tears started streaming down her face as she tried again and again
to stand up. Laying her face in her hands, she just sat there and cried.
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The door flew open within seconds, and both the men were
standing in the doorway.
Baby doll, what it is? Moving to kneel down in front of her,
Sasha tried to pull her hands away. C mon now, you can tell us
anything. If you really don t want to go to the house, then we ll set
you up in a hotel suite for awhile until you feel more comfortable.
But she just seemed to cry harder.
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Looking up at his brother, he could see the pain in his eyes. They
hated seeing her like this. She was so strong inside, probably the
strongest woman that either of them knew.
Sasha stepped out of the way after Mikhail tapped his shoulder.
Sienna& ? Little one, I want you to stop crying right now and tell
us what it is that we have done and how we can fix it.
Grabbing some toilet paper, she wiped her nose and looked up at
Mikhail. I can t get up, she whispered almost inaudibly.
You can t get up? That s why you re upset. A smile spread
across Mikhail s face.
It s not funny, you ass, she grumbled at them.
I know, baby, I m sorry, he said, putting one arm under her legs
and the other around her shoulder, lifting her as if she were light as a
feather.
We just thought you were upset with us.
Kissing her cheek, he felt his heart soar when she snuggled closer
to him, placing one hand on his chest.
I need to get dressed, Mikhail, but I don t know if I can do it on
my own, she said against him.
Mikhail gently transferred her into Sasha arms as they shifted to
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