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Ben gave me a squinty look. “You got someone in mind, do you?”
“I—I’m confused.”
His face softened. “I know, sweetness. You’ve been through a lot. It’s okay.”
“You aren’t mad?” I asked, wringing my hands at the thought.
“Mad at you?” He scoffed. “Not possible.” As if to prove it, he leaned in to drop a kiss on the tip of my nose.
I relaxed. “So that other one who was here?” I gestured to my ears. “With the AirPods…”
Ben’s eyebrows arched halfway up his forehead. “You thought Prism was your fiancé?”
“He seemed familiar,” I murmured to myself. But I was hoping it was you.
Ben stood from the bed.
Alarm filled me. “Where are you going?” You went and did it now! First, you forget you’re engaged. Then you act disappointed it’s not someone else.
He didn’t answer as he went to the door, glancing at the doctor I hadn’t even realized was in the room.
“Please don’t leave,” I called, totally annoyed with myself for the clingy behavior. This is not me. But the idea of him leaving was nearly unbearable.
Ben stopped and turned. “I’m not going anywhere, baby.” He assured me, then pulled open the door. “P.” He spoke into the hallway. “You’re being paged, bro.”
He came back inside, the guy I’d just asked about, appearing behind him. Dark hair. Dark eyes. Quiet demeanor. An inkling of familiarity came over me, but it was a mere fleeting sensation, and then it was gone. Like my brain wanted to remember but it just couldn’t. Maybe once this horrible headache goes away.
“Jess, hey,” he said, coming over to the bed, watching with calm but assessing eyes. “You okay? What do you need?”
It wasn’t lost on me that since I’d woken up, both of these guys had offered to get me whatever I needed. It made me feel even more guilty for forgetting them.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
His brows drew down, and suddenly, he was tugging the AirPods out of his ears, shoving them into the pocket of his sweats. “Sorry? What’re you sorry for?” he asked, his voice concerned.
Ben patted his shoulder. “This is Prism.” He introduced. “Brother. Not fiancé.”
Prism made a choked sound. “Fiancé?”
“She remembered my name, so I’ll forgive this,” Ben told him.
“You’re her brother?” the doctor interjected, looking at his tablet. “I thought she had no blood relatives here.”
“Brother from another mother,” Ben quipped.
“Brother by choice,” Prism said, offering me a small smile.
“Then why can’t I remember you?” I worried. “Your name doesn’t even sound familiar.” I glanced at the doctor, suddenly regretting I hadn’t let him examine me.
Prism cleared his throat. “Ah, you actually don’t call me that.”
I forgot the doctor to gape. “I don’t call you by your name?”
He smiled. “Prism is my last name. You use my first name.”
“Oh,” I said.
“You’re the only one allowed to use it,” Ben added.
