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He grins. “Sorry, sis.”
“Liar.”
He shrugs.
I’m just about to open my mouth with another apology when realization hits me square in the nose. “Oh no!” I exclaim. “You’re supposed to be at the airport right now. Headed to flipping Hawaii! What the hell?”
“Calm down.” He reaches out to put a reassuring hand on mine. “We were able to adjust our flights, and we’ll be heading out tomorrow afternoon.”
I frown. “Shit, Ev. I’m so sorry.”
“You have nothing to apologize for. Both Sadie and I are just happy you’re okay.”
All I can do is nod. Because what else can I say? I mean, hell’s bells, I really screwed up their wedding night.
“So…do you have anything else you want to say to me…?” Evan pauses, and I narrow my eyes.
“Shit, Ev. How long do you want my apology to be? I mean, if you’re expecting me to get on my knees and grovel, you’ve got another thing coming, buddy.”
A soft chuckle leaves his lungs. “That’s not what I’m talking about, sis.”
I tilt my head to the side.
“I had a nice long chat with Milo last night…”
Oh boy.
“And…he really unloaded some quite shocking news on me.”
Ah fuck. Nothing makes you forget how to form words faster than your big brother finding out you’ve been very friendly with his best friend…
“You mind telling me what’s going on between you two?”
“Well…” I cringe. “I’m not sure you want me to tell you too much…”
It all feels very NSFW to me. Or is it NSFB in this situation? Whatever it is, I’m not feeling too keen on giving him any of the gory details.
“Pretty sure I can take it.” Evan grins. “I mean, I already had a chance to take my anger out on Milo and had a night to sleep on it, so consider me cool as a cucumber at this point.”
“Take your anger out on Milo?” I question. “What are you talking about?”
“I might have punched him.”
“Might have punched him, or you did punch him?”
He shrugs. “Minor details.”
“Jesus, Ev! You’re a lunatic!”
“Calm down, I didn’t punch him that hard. And you’re going to have to cut me a little slack here,” he retorts. “It’s not every day a guy finds out his best friend is in love with his little sister.”
My jaw falls into my lap. “What did you just say?”
“You heard me.”
“No,” I refute. “I’m pretty sure you have the details all wrong, Ev.”
He shakes his head. “How long have you known me?”
I roll my eyes. “As long as I’ve been alive.”
“Do you really think I have the details wrong?”
I start to disagree with him again, even though I know he’s the most detail oriented person I’ve ever met, but he doesn’t give me any time.
“He’s been here all night, you know,” he continues. “Worried sick about you. Practically pacing the linoleum off the waiting room floor.”
Milo is here? At the hospital? Still?
“And just so we’re clear, I got the details, the facts, from him,” he adds with the slightest hint of a smile. “He’s the one who told me how he feels about you. I guess if there’s any friend of mine I’d want to take care of my little sister, it’d be that fucking bastard,” Evan mutters, but I’m too lost in my own thoughts to even hear what he’s saying.
Milo is in love with me?
Milo
At a little after nine, I see Evan and Sadie off in the hospital lobby, wish them a safe flight and happy honeymoon, and head back up to the fifth floor to see Maybe.
While Evan chatted with her in her room, I went down to the cafeteria to grab a coffee and a donut. My neck and back are stiff and I slept like shit last night in the crappy chair beside Maybe’s bed, but if I could do it all over again, I wouldn’t change a damn thing.
There was no way I was going to leave her side.
By the time I reach her room, I gently push open the closed door and step inside to find a sight that has me both grinning and holding back laughter.
Maybe stands beside her hospital bed, one hand on her IV pole, the other hand reaching across the mattress to grab something off the bedside table. Her hospital gown is pushed forward toward her belly, and her cute little ass is bare and completely visible to my amused eyes.
She turns around and, instantly, her cheeks turn red.
“Shit,” she mutters and tries like hell to grip the hospital gown to hide what’s already been seen.
“It’s too late for that,” I tease and step toward her to offer a helping hand. “Also, I can’t deny I quite enjoyed the view.”
She huffs out a sigh as I hand her the cell phone.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
It takes her a minute to get adjusted back on the bed, her ass firmly and purposefully planted right on the mattress, and I take a seat in the chair beside her bed.
