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Mark sighs heavily.
“Its ancient history, Evelyn, but you need to know. The reason your dad hates me so much is that he lost his place in the surgical intern program. He was in the hospital for weeks after the accident,” he explains.
“Lucky to be alive but no use to himself or any college or hospital other than as a patient. He recovered in time, but he never forgave me for pulling him out.”
I don’t believe what I’m hearing.
“This is before your dad met your mom,” Mark says, patting my hand.
“He never forgave me though, always said I should’ve left him there, and accused me of trying to cripple him as well as ruining his career, which was never the case. He could’ve finished his surgical major, his internship. But it was like a part of him just… gave up that day.”
“Did you know my mom?” I ask him, noticing how quickly he shakes his head.
“No. After that day, once your dad was in the hospital, he never wanted to see me ever again. Told the staff to stop me from even trying to visit or contact him even.”
That sounds like my dad.
Maybe he should’ve been a lawyer instead of a doctor?
“But you did save him though,” I remind Mark. “You saved him then and you saved him again yesterday. You saved me too, by coming here today. Telling me the truth. Even though I feel stupid for running now,” I tell him honestly.
“I love you, Evelyn,” he says with an intense look, making me gasp. “I loved you the second I saw you and I won’t ever let you go again.”
I melt into his huge hug, feeling my face brush against his hard body as it flexes naturally under his clothes.
Not understanding what an older guy as perfect as Mark could ever see in a younger curvy girl like me, but grateful to have the chance.
Grateful to have a hero in my life too.
The man who saved my dad twice and now rescued me from a lonely life.
“Tell me about Bermuda,” I hear myself asking again, my hands clutching at him as his body shakes with a chuckle.
Chapter Fourteen
Mark
It’s a weight off my shoulders, but I know I still have a way to go yet.
We both do.
I’ll need to have that conversation with Evelyn’s dad myself. Need to ask him to finally let it go, to forgive me for saving his sorry ass in the first place.
Just doing what anyone would do for a brother.
But not yet.
Once he’s strong enough and well enough I will sit him down and spell a few things out.
For now, I think it’s clear Evelyn has forgiven my little secret, her intrigue about her dad’s history with me clearing the way some. How the hell can some twenty years go by and somebody still hold such a grudge?
It doesn’t really matter now, telling Evelyn how I feel and knowing she knows I mean it. That’s all that really matters from now on.
Hearing myself tell the only one I’ll love that I actually love her and having her ask in the next breath to tell her about Bermuda sets our plans in motion.
At my suggestion, Evelyn looks up Bermuda on her phone while I reschedule our flight using mine.
Watching her eyes grow from a look of curious uncertainty to excited, the sound of her voice getting higher and more intense once she finds out more, lets me know it’s not such a bad choice for a quick vacation spot after all.
Would be shit on my own, but I’m not going alone anymore.
Not alone anymore. Never again.
Hospital director Carmichael gets his wish, her dad has a reconditioned heart and I get the girl.
I don’t think a two week break is appropriate for the moment with her dad in the hospital, the weekend should be long enough.
I don’t want Evelyn thinking I’m trying to keep her from seeing her dad so soon after his operation, but he’ll most likely be sedated for at least the next couple of days yet after his debut attempt at waking up.
Plenty of time for us to get to know each other better outside of our own little worlds.
Plenty of time for her dad to get his blood pressure stabilized so soon after surgery too.
The thought of taking Evelyn home, to what I want to be her home too is pleasing enough. The memory of her in my mouth last night even more so.
But I want our real first time to be special, like a gift. The same special gift I know she’s aching to give me as much as I am to give her.
She’s trying not to interrupt me when I’m on the phone but her excitement gets the better of her as she starts listing off all the things to see and do.
