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“You have street cred?”
“Hey, brat. Yes, I do. I’m going to have to start punishing you whenever you call me pretty.”
Yeah, she’d take those punishments. She grinned. What was wrong with her? Her head was spinning. She felt tired. Weighed down.
As if he’d just realized what he’d said and that he was still touching her, he dropped her hand and moved back. Standing, he walked behind his desk.
Ouch.
So he really didn’t want to risk her touching him, huh? She tried to shore up her defenses. To keep the hurt from showing on her face.
“I’m sorry. That was completely unprofessional of me.”
That’s why he was worried?
Okay . . . now she felt worse. He didn’t even consider them friends?
Well, he barely knows you . . .
And the more he does, the less he likely wants to know more.
Urgh, shut up, subconscious.
“Maggie? Are you all right? Do you have a headache?”
“I’m good,” she lied. Her head was thumping. “Just an internal struggle.”
“I didn’t mean to imply that any of this is your fault. And, of course I will keep quiet about your uncle’s condition if that’s what you both want.”
“It is.”
“I am worried about his safety. If he is becoming disorientated, then he could wander off. He could hurt himself or others.”
“We don’t know that’s what happened,” she said. “And he’s usually doing really good. He’s never hurt himself or others.”
Except for her.
But that was her secret.
“All right. Well, we’ll see how he is when he wakes up. But if something happens again, you might have to reconsider his care options.”
“He’s not going into a home,” she said fiercely.
“I wasn’t suggesting that, sweetheart. I mean, uh, Maggie. Do you have help back home? Are other family members aware of what’s going on?”
“We’re fine. I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
His frown deepened and he opened his mouth, but she took the opportunity to stand. “If that’s everything, can I see him, please?”
“Sweetheart, this is too much for you to take on alone.”
“I didn’t say I was alone. I have a family.” But she wasn’t telling any of them. Uncle Willy wouldn’t want that. “I want to see my uncle.”
“All right.” He moved to the door and opened it.
Ian filled the doorway. “What’s going on? Maggie? Why do you look worse? Shit. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” she said to him. She couldn’t deny the surge of relief at seeing him.
