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“Monroe, why don’t you grab the iced tea off the counter and pour us each a glass?”
“Sure, Gram.”
I bent low and kissed my mom’s cheek, but then quickly crossed the kitchen before she said anything. Our relationship had always been more complicated, and things were still fragile.
But the road back to good, though fragile, wasn’t one I was scared of anymore.
I poured four iced teas and leaned against the counter sipping mine while Gram served peach cobbler. I hadn’t had breakfast yet, but the thought of food—any kind of food—made my stomach turn.
“Nathan hasn’t called, has he?” I finally asked when I couldn’t stand it anymore. My cell still showed no calls or text messages, and I thought maybe he’d called the house.
Gram shook her head. “No, dear. I haven’t heard anything.”
“Who’s Nathan?” Dad asked, sitting a little straighter in his chair as he fingered his glass.
The boy that I love.
Just then, a loud rap sounded on the back door that Nate always used and my heart nearly beat out of my chest as I watched it slowly open.
Nathan strode into the kitchen, his tall, lean form still in the wrinkled, dirty clothes he’d worn the day before. He hadn’t shaved in a few days, and his jaw was shadowed while his hair was a wild mess—a hot, sexy, wild mess that haloed his head in burnished waves.
Burnished waves that I wanted to touch.
He pulled up short and my heart turned over when I saw how tired he looked.
“Hey,” I said softly.
He held my gaze for several, long seconds and then attempted a smile. “Hey.” Shoving his hands into the front of his jeans, he slowly looked around the room.
“Nathan,” Gram interrupted, “you look exhausted. Have you eaten?”
He shook his head. “I’m not really hungry, thanks, Mrs. Blackwell.”
He glanced around the room and cleared his throat. “I didn’t know you had company.” And then he turned. “I should go.”
I sprang forward. “Nathan, no. Wait.”
I was at his side in an instant, my hands reaching for him. Needing him. And when I slid my arms around his waist, I felt his muscles release and he sagged against me.
It was as if we were the only two people in the room. Heck, in the entire universe. He was all I was aware of and I glanced up at him, eyes searching, needing to know.
And like we were a part of each other, I didn’t have to ask.
“He made it through the night and they think…” Nathan blew out a long breath. “They think that he’s going to beat the infection.”
“Oh my God, Nate.”
“I know,” he murmured into my hair. “He’s still not out of the woods, but the doctor seems hopeful. I had to see you before I went home. Came straight here. I just had to…hold you.”
A throat cleared behind us and Nathan shifted a bit, smiling down at me as he raised his eyebrows.
“Those your folks?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“I guess I don’t exactly look presentable.”
“You look perfect,” I answered and then nudged him with my hip. “Even though you look like crap.” I paused. “Would you like to meet them?”
