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Sliding my palm around the back of her head, I pressed my lips to her temple, letting them linger. Her skin was cold.
“I’ll wait outside,” I said, pulling back to tug off the red hoodie Prism brought in from my car. “Hold on to this for me.”
After a split second of debate, she took the fabric and hugged it to her chest. I thought about refusing to leave.
“You’ll stay too?” she asked Prism, hugging the shirt like it was comforting.
Almost like her body remembered me even if her mind did not. What a fucking rush that was. To be ingrained in someone so deep it went beyond the mind.
“The way I’ve been worrying about you?” P scoffed and shook his head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
She nodded tentatively, and the nurse gave us an impatient look. We shuffled to the door, my feet dragging the whole way.
“Can you tell me your name?” the nurse questioned.
I held my breath, slowing my feet even more.
“Jessica.” She paused. “Park.”
The breath whooshed out of me, and I turned back, only to find her watching me expectantly. “Is that right?”
“Never heard anything righter,” I told her. “Good girl.”
Shy, she ducked her head but grimaced, lifting her fingers to her forehead. “That beeping sound.”
The nurse went to the monitor by the bed and hit a few buttons, and the sound silenced.
“My leg.” Jess worried, staring at the sling elevating her left ankle and foot, which was cast in white.
“You broke your ankle and had to have surgery to stabilize it,” the nurse explained.
“I won’t be able to walk.” She worried.
“You don’t need to walk. I got your legs right here.” I assured her. Her eyes flew to me, so I flexed, giving her a view of my bulging bicep. She’d probably forgotten about them too.
The nurse tsked and swiftly moved past us to open the door and point out in the hall like we were dogs being put out in the yard to pee.
I’m telling you, this place has some shitty bedside manner.
We moved into the hall, and I glanced back at Jess and winked.
The nurse shut the door in my face.
“Bro,” I intoned.
“Bro.” Prism commiserated.
I hesitated in the hall, not wanting to walk all the way to the waiting room. Her doctor appeared, and I straightened. “Doc.”
He glanced at me, and I almost heard his inner groan. Too damn bad. I wasn’t going anywhere. Someone had to make sure he did his job right.
“Mr. Kruger.” The man circumvented all the questions I was ready to fire. “Please let me see your fiancée and assess her condition. I will come speak with you in the waiting room when I’m finished.”
“You all just love your waiting room,” I grumped.
Prism stifled a laugh and cuffed me on the shoulder. “C’mon. Let them take care of Jess.”
I let him lead me away, but the entire time, I had to fight the impulse to pull a U-turn and run back.
