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She felt her face flush.
She wasn’t about to lie.
“Yes.”
“I think I remember that.”
She wanted to ask from when—when it was while he was sleeping, or if it had been from before.
The way it used to be.
When his touch would send her senses reeling the same way it had in that hospital room when she’d begged him not to die.
“What else do you remember?” she asked as she wracked her brain trying to recall everything that she’d said to him.
“I’m not sure.” His eyes began to droop. “I’m so sorry, they have me on so much pain medication, I’m just tired. So tired.”
Their tears were now gone as they looked at one another, her eyes questioning, his soft and drowsy.
“Sleep,” she said with a soft smile, not wanting to further tire him with her incessant questioning.
As sleep overcame him, she could almost hear his words, something about his hand, about holding it.
Again.
He’d said “again.”
She swallowed her pain back as he slept, and when she was certain he wouldn’t notice, she took his hand in hers once more.
***
“Why the hell did hego see Mr. Torrence?”
Katrina was at Justin and Judith’s home, the first place she went after leaving the hospital. “Fuck if I know,” she replied, thanking him as he offered her a slice of the pizza they’d ordered. “But it has something to do with why he left.”
“He hadn’t even graduated.”
“But he was 18,” Katrina pointed out.
“This shit doesn’t make sense.”
“Add in Emily’s crypto-gram and now I have more questions than answers.”
“I have something for you,” Judith spoke up from her perch on the couch, her phone directly in front of her face. “Prominent businessman Emmett Torrence was taken to a local hospital for an undisclosed medical emergency.” She pulled the phone down to find Katrina and Justin staring at her. “The same day of Cade’s accident.”
Katrina gasped.
“Fuck, do you think Lorenzo did something to him?” Justin asked.
Judith shrugged. “Could be.”
“No,” Katrina said, her tone firm. “There’s no way. Lorenzo wouldn’t hurt anyone.”
“Um, did you not see his MMA shit in his office, Trina?” Justin asked. “Because I did.”
“I was a bit preoccupied. You know, lost love returning and damn near dying.”
“I’m just saying you should be more observant.”
