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He’s not your safe place.

None of them are. You can’t rely on them. It will make it that much harder when it’s just you again.

“I don’t believe you. What did you tell her?” Ian barked at Jameson.

Jameson sighed. “Ian, I can’t tell you anything about her uncle and you know that. Maggie wants to see him. Are you coming with us?”

Ian just grunted. But when she followed Jameson out, he brushed his hand over hers.

Letting her know he was here.

And it brought tears to her eyes.

Just keep it together.

They walked down a corridor where she saw Jack up ahead, watching them. His dark gaze narrowed as she grew closer.

“Maggie?”

“I’m fine. Really.” She managed a smile for him. “It’s just been a long night.”

Jack reached out and tucked some hair behind her ear.

“After you see your uncle, you’re going home to bed,” Ian dictated.

Yeah, they’d see about that.

Jack opened the door, but as she went to move past him, he placed his arm out to stop her. Then he leaned in.

“Whatever you need, I’ll get it for you. Just ask.”

She glanced up at him and he winked at her. Some of the tension in her body eased.

“Thanks, Jack.”

Moving into the room, she sucked in a breath at the sight of Uncle Willy. He looked so small and pale.

Older.

She let out a small grunt of pain.

“It’s all right. Remember, he’s woken up and we’re monitoring him. His stats are stable.” Jameson’s voice was soothing and she soaked it up.

Okay. So maybe she’d lean on them all for a while. Later, she could establish some barriers between them to protect heart.

“Sit down,” Ian commanded, guiding her to a chair beside the bed.

She dropped down as he pressed on her shoulders. Then she took Uncle Willy’s hand in hers.

“We’re staying for twenty minutes,” Ian said. “Then you’re going home to sleep.”

Sure. Uh-huh. Whatever.

21

Ian was losing his mind with worry.

They’d been at the hospital for close to fourteen hours now. Several times, he’d tried to get Maggie to leave. He’d tried bribery, cajoling, threats.

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