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“My fiancée is lying in some cold room with stitches in her head that she had to get alone after I told her I’d hold her hand. You made a liar out of me, Doc. So now I have to go back there and apologize to her for not being there. And you’re going to let me.”
“I could have you removed,” Dr. James said, his eyes cutting to security.
I tightened my grip on his coat and flicked a glare at the guard, dismissing him. “You could,” I said quietly. “But you won’t do that, will you, Doc? Because you know that if I’m not here focusing on my girl, then I’ll be out there focusing on the person who won’t let me see her.”
“You can sit with her until she has to go down for surgery.”
I let him go, smoothing the wrinkles in his coat. Smiling, I gestured for him to lead me to her. “Thanks, Doc. I really appreciate that.”
“That was actually kind of scary,” Lars whispered loudly.
“I’ll protect you, angel,” Win whispered back.
“So, Doc, you the one doing the surgery?” I asked as we started off down the hall.
“No. We have an orthopedic surgeon on call. He’s on his way and will be reviewing the X-rays.”
I wasn’t there for the X-rays either.
The guilt was sickening, the only thing strong enough to overshadow the anger I felt at this entire situation. Hell, I probably wouldn’t even be on my way to her room now if I hadn’t lied and told them we were engaged.
Jess is going to be livid.
I shook off the worry. She’d just have to understand. I was doing what I had to do. She needed me right now.
“I want to meet the surgeon,” I said.
The doctor stopped in front of a wide door. “I can ask him to come speak with you.”
I nodded once. “This her?”
“Yes.”
I started forward.
“I’ll have the nurse bring you the documents.”
“Sure.” I agreed, my heart nearly pounding out of my chest. I wanted to see her so bad, but now that she was right there, I was fucking scared.
“Doc,” I called, gruff.
“Yes?” he said, turning back as he tried to get away from me.
“Besides the head and foot. What else is wrong with her?”
His posture relaxed a little, and he checked his notes again. “All her additional injuries are superficial. A few scrapes. A few sizable bruises. The most concerning is her head injury and, of course, getting the ankle reset.”
“So she’ll be okay?” I wanted reassurance. In all the other Elite field trips to this pain ward, I’d never felt so shaken. I hated seeing any of my friends hurt, but this… this was on a whole other level.
“I am optimistic for your fiancée to make a full recovery,” Dr. James replied. “I’ll let the surgeon know you’d like a minute.”
He turned and walked away, leaving me there with my hand on the door and this odd fluttery feeling just beneath my ribs. At first, I thought it was nausea. But it wasn’t. I’d been nauseous since we got here, and this feeling had just started.
Right after he called her your fiancée.
Look. Full disclosure. Jess was my friend. My best friend next to Prism. But that’s not all she was to me. I was all in with her. All in. You feel me?
She just didn’t know it yet.
