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Emerson placed his hand on Logan’s shoulder. “We wanted to make sure you saw the good-looking ones when you woke up.”
She made a humming sound and her forehead wrinkled. “Hands.” She looked down at the immobilizers she was strapped into. Frustration clouded her gaze. “Why?”
Logan cupped her jaw. “Easy, Iz. You were hurt.”
“The store—” She tried to sit up and the machine went haywire and she curled into herself.
“No. Isabella!” He turned to Zeke. “Get someone.”
Before Zeke could get to the door, Nurse of the No Answers came barreling through. “All right. That’s enough—too much excitement for Ms. Grace. Everyone out.”
His band shuffled out with promises to return, but he couldn’t rip his gaze off of her. Logan lowered his head to hers. “Easy, baby. Shhh.”
Her eyes were wild with pain and dawning reality. “Logan.”
“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Out, Mr. King.”
“No.”
The nurse’s face was murderous as she emptied a needle into Izzy’s IV bag. “You’re upsetting her.”
“No. No, don’t leave.” Her eyes shimmered with tears. “Don’t leave me.”
“Never.” Logan clasped her arm above the elbow. The one place that might not hurt her. “Shh, baby. That’s my girl.” He watched the drugs work. Her face slid into a calm mask as her breathing eased.
“You can’t upset her like that.”
“No.” Logan pressed his forehead into her mattress. “She surprised us.”
“She’ll sleep for a few hours now.”
Logan perched his chin on his stacked hands at the edge of her bed. “I’m not going anywhere.”
The nurse sighed and left without another word.
He watched her for hours. The sunlight faded to dusk, then darkness then to daylight again. His back screeched in protest, but he couldn’t make himself move.
A flicker of knowledge had been in her gaze. He didn’t want her chasing that truth alone. Early in the morning, a different doctor came in.
He checked her dressings, ordered new for all of them, and let him know that they had a private room she was being moved into.
“We need to get her ready to move, so you’ll have to leave.”
“I don’t—”
“Look, I get it. And I’m all for the grand gesture, but we have to do an exam and get her ready to go. So back off, Romeo.”
Logan backed into the hall.
“Mr. King?”
He blinked at the woman coming at him with a tablet strapped to her hand. “Yes?”
“I’m Nancy Blake, head of the client accounts.”
Logan’s eyebrows lowered. “Yes?”
