Page 24 of Cross My Heart


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Since we’ve been alone in my room, she’s been avoiding looking at me. And I can’t say the same about myself. All I’ve done is stare at her.

Her lips part and her pink tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip as she gazes at the heart monitor. “Feeling okay?”

I shift in the bed. “Yeah. I hate that I've made everyone worry. I’m sure everything’s fine,” I say, even though I don’t believe it.

Have you ever just felt like something is wrong with you? Like you’ve got a hidden sickness that’s going to rear its ugly head and ruin your life? Dating Greer is something I’ve wanted for a long time. And now, to know what it’s like to be hers and not ruin our friendship is a dream come true. However, I just know something ugly is waiting around the corner, waiting to ruin it all.

“I’m sure everything’s fine too.” Greer takes a seat in the chair next to me.

“You should be at home working on your case.” I don’t want anyone putting their life on hold for me.

She waves her hand, dismissing my words. “I’m all caught up. Don’t worry about me. You just sit back and relax and worry about getting better.” She gives me a soft smile.

“I’m glad you’re here,” I admit to her.

“Same.” She leans forward and lowers her voice. “While we are alone, we should get our story straight.”

“Story?”

“Yes, we answered differently with the nurse earlier. You said years.”

“Sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.” But that’s a lie. I’ve been crushing on Greer for years, so it slipped out.

“Okay,” she says. “Have you hooked up with anyone recently at Club Greed? I don’t want anyone to think you’ve been unfaithful to me.” The look in her eyes makes my chest ache.

I hate that she could even think this. I shake my head. “No,” I clip out.

“It’s okay if you have.”

Her eyes study me, and I grab her hand. “Greer, I’d never lie to you. I haven’t hooked up with anyone in a long time.” And that’s the god’s honest truth. Over the past few months, I haven’t been able to even think about sex without having images of Greer pop into my head.

“I just want to make sure our story is straight,” she says.

I squeeze her hand. “This is a new relationship, so of course we’ll stumble through it, and I promise I’ll do better at answering questions.”

She shakes her head. “Roman, the only thing you need to do is relax and get better. Don’t worry about me and my case. Your health is number one.”

“Thanks, I appreciate that. If I get better.”

Greer’s eyes widen. “You’re going to get better, Roman. You have to.”

She says it matter-of-fact, like she can’t imagine a world where I’m not in it. And I’ll say one thing: if I were to die today, I’d miss the fuck out of her.

Before we can discuss anymore, Chloe and Devereaux walk back into my room.

“Have the doctors come by yet?” Chloe asks as she rubs her belly.

I shake my head. “No.”

Speak of the devil, because a tall man wearing a white coat over blue scrubs walks in. “Hi, I’m Doctor Andrews.” He has a good bedside manner and makes a bit of small talk with me before he looks down at the chart in his hand. “We got your lab results back. Good news is there are no clots, and no heart attack. We’re going to run an echo to make sure your heart looks good. But other than that, your labs look great. All your levels are where they’re supposed to be.”

“So what do you think it is?” Greer asks him.

“Not sure yet. We’ll know more once we look at his heart.” He glances over at me. “They’ll be down soon to take you for the echo.”

“Thank you.” I lean back against the pillow, wishing for answers.

Once he’s gone, Dev and Chloe stay for another hour before heading home. Chloe was getting uncomfortable sitting in the chair, and I completely understood. I didn’t want anyone being here when they could go on with their own lives.

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