There was a massive red cut crossing the left-hand side of his abdomen. I reached out and let my finger trail near the cut and the redness that it caused.

"How did this happen?" I asked as I looked up to find Stone staring at me.

"A knife."

I went back to checking the cut while I questioned "When did it happen?"

"Last night." He replied gruffly.

I got up from the bed and quickly made my way through to the bathroom. After finding what I needed from the cabinet under the sink, I came back through to him.

Leathering my hand in the antiseptic cream, I applied it evenly to his cut. I then wrapped it up, so it did not become infected.

During my cream application, I had happened to have moved one of my legs to the other side of him so I could get better access to his cut. It meant that I was straddling him.

"You do not get hurt again." I scolded before I cleared my throat and motioned downwards "I am not doing this again."

Stone looked to be in a trace as he continued to study me unfalteringly as he rasped out "My little nurse."

I rolled my eyes before warning "Next time, look after your cuts yourself."

"No." He argued before his voice went to demanding "I need you to kiss it better."

His tone was smug like he was enjoying it all too much

I wanted to shock him. I wanted to shut him up, so I leaned down and left a small kiss right above the bandaged area.

The mouth of the giant twitched as he rumbled "You are so fucking cute."

I flipped him off because of his teasing before I began to try and get off him.

He stopped me by clutching my hips in his large hands.

"Can I help you, Lurch?" I tilted my head at him.

"I have a cut on my lip too."

I hummed "I don't see anything."

He smirked as he reached up and held my face in one of his hands. His thumb flicked over my lip before touching my cheek and then moving a hair behind my ear.

My cheeks felt on fire, so I blurted out "I don't blush!"

His smirk grew "I never said you did, Medusa."

Rearranging his arms so that they rested behind his head, he grinned evilly. His pose was full of cockiness, and it looked like something straight out of a portrait.

Someone should make a statue of him. He was ethereally attractive, and his face was like a stoic statue with no emotion most of the time anyway.