Page 340 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

“Because she’s sick?”

“Because I … well, a lot of reasons.”

Leonard nodded. “And you know it’s not your fault she’s here, yes?”

“I do.”

“And yet …”

John shrugged. “My brain does what my brain does.”

“Well, try not to beat yourself up too badly. I stopped at the nurse’s station. The doctor on rotation tonight—he’s an old friend. Siena will be discharged tomorrow, I heard.”

“That’s the plan.”

“And then you’ll finally get some sleep, I assume.”

Another smile stretched over his lips. Leonard truly did know John better than he even knew himself sometimes. The man didn’t even have to ask if he was sleeping—he knew he wasn’t.

“Once she’s home,” John murmured.

“And your meds?”

“Andino brought them in.”

Leonard nodded. “What about work—how’s that?”

“Are we condensing a therapy session down to a three-minute conversation now?”

“I do what I can, John, when I can and with what I can. This is me doing a check on you—all points of your life that I know tend to crumble first when you’re not in the best state. However, by all accounts, you seem good at the moment. I still want to check.”

Yeah, John knew.

“Andino is handling business—my other cousin and another man step in when needed, too. Everything is fine. For now, it’s all about her.”

“Right,” Leonard murmured. “Well, had you made it to your session this week, there was something I wanted to speak with you about, but it can wait until our next one. And of course, you know how to reach me should you need something. Don’t hesitate, John. I’m only a phone call away.”

“I appreciate it.”

“Say hello to Siena for me. I owe her a lunch date.”

John chuckled. “She’ll be sad she missed you.”

It wasn’t a lie.

Everyone in John’s life thought Leonard was the best thing—next to Siena, that was—to ever happen to him.

And frankly, they weren’t wrong.