Page 37 of The Husband I Can't Let Go

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I roll my eyes. Of course she does.

Knox walks off, and I watch him go before looking back at Penn. “Did you get lunch?”

He shakes his head. “No.”

I give him a disappointed look. “Penn.”

He looks at me like he’s starving, but he says, “I’m not hungry.”

That makes Cathy snort softly.

Penn ignores her, his attention fully on me. “Do you have a minute?”

I glance at my watch. “I have thirty minutes before my next appointment.”

“Good.”

He looks at Cathy. “I’m going to borrow my wife for a minute.”

The way he saysmy wifehits me right in the chest.

Cathy’s eyebrows shoot up, and then she looks at me and wiggles them so dramatically I almost laugh.

I stand and grab my phone. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I didn’t say a word,” she says.

“You didn’t have to.”

Penn reaches for my hand before I can walk around the table. His fingers thread with mine, and I hate how much I’ve missed something so simple.

He doesn’t say anything as he leads me out of the cafeteria.

Neither of us speaks, and the silence is thick. It’s like there is something charged happening between us.

By the time we reach the elevator, I’m too aware of him. The way his hand is holding mine and the way he keeps his face straight ahead, like if he looks at me he’s not going to be able to stop himself.

The doors to the elevator open, and we step inside.

The second they close, I look at him. “Penn?”

He doesn’t answer. He just keeps holding my hand.

The elevator starts to move, and I watch the numbers change above the doors. I should tell him he can’t just drag me through the hospital every time he gets jealous, but I don’t, because there’s a part of me that is enjoying this.

When the doors open on his floor, he leads me down the hallway. He’s still quiet, and the closer we get to his office, the harder my heart starts to pound.

We pass Nurse Jenner at the desk. Her eyes drop to our joined hands then back up.

Penn doesn’t even look at her.

He opens his office door and waits for me to go in first. The second I step inside, he follows, closes the door, and locks it.

I turn around, my back almost touching his desk. “What’s going on?”

Penn faces me, and the look in his eyes makes me suck in a breath. “I just need to do something.”

Before I can ask what, he crosses the room. He cups my face in both hands and kisses me like he’s been starving for it.