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“Come on; let’s get you home, yeah? Meghan made blueberry muffins.”
I grinned. She really was the best friend a woman could ask for. We both had a deep, addictive kind of love for blueberry muffins.
“Your woman is amazing.”
He laughed. “Trust me, I know. Julian and I are constantly astounded by her. She’s the best.” His voice was filled with warmth and love for Meghan. The woman was truly blessed to be so deeply and selflessly loved by two men. Most people were lucky to have one devoted man, and she got lucky twice.
I slid into my brother’s passenger seat. His phone rang as he was backing out of the parking spot. He sighed, the number for his office popping up on the touch screen radio. “This is Axel,” he said when he answered.
“Axel, I know you took the day off, but I have a patient here. She’s begging to see you. I think you need to come in. She seems scared of something.”
“Fuck,” Axel swore. He glanced over at me for a moment. “Are you going to be okay if I go to the office for a little while? I can have Meghan come get you from there if you need.”
I shook my head. “I’ll be okay,” I assured him. I could just chill in one of the empty offices like I normally did.
“I’m on my way to the office now,” Axel informed his receptionist, quickly hooking a U-turn to head in the other direction. “Please take the patient to my office and have Christian sit with her until I get back. She doesn’t need to be alone right now. I’ll be at the office in about five minutes. Go ahead and notify the police that I need an undercover.”
Christian.
Be the moon.
How many times had I said that in my head while I’d been in the center, clinging to those three words with everything in me?
He hung up the call a moment later after receiving an affirmative from his receptionist. I looked over at him with wide eyes. “Is she going to be okay?” I asked him, trying to get my mind off the man that had been occupying my thoughts lately.
He nodded, giving me a small smile. “She’s strong–nothing will keep her down. She just needs to believe in herself,” he assured me.
A few minutes later, we pulled into the lot for his office, and he parked in the spot that was designated specifically for him. He slid out of the car, and I stumbled out ungracefully, tripping over my own feet as I tried to stand up to my full height. Axel snorted. “Will you ever grow out of the clumsiness?” he teased me as he pulled his phone from his pocket.
I rushed to his side, knowing he was waiting for me, but he needed to get into the office for his patient. He typed out a quick message, most likely to Meghan to let her know we would be late coming home, before he pocketed his phone.
“You’re an asshole,” I told him, a scowl on my features.
He flashed me a grin as we began walking toward the door. “I’m not the one that can’t walk on my own two feet,” he teased.
I picked up a pinecone and threw it at his back. He shot me a warning look over his shoulder, but I only laughed. He rolled his eyes but grinned at me. “Come on, Sis.”
I rushed up the stairs to catch up with him as he held the door open for me. “The office in the back is still vacant if you want to chill there while I take care of this,” Axel informed me, leading me through the door that separated the therapy rooms from the reception area.
“Sure,” I told him. That had been my plan anyway. “Just come get me whenever you get done.”
He disappeared into his office, and the sound of someone crying reached my ears before the door shut behind him, bringing silence to the building once more. I walked down the hall to the vacant office at the end. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, getting ready to find a book to read on my phone as I entered the room.
“Ally!” Christian called from behind me.
I spun around to face him, and a squeak of surprise left my lips when I lost my footing. Christian’s eyes widened, and he lunged forward, catching me before I fell on my ass on the floor. My cheeks burned in embarrassment as I stared up at him, my heart hammering in my chest.
God, could I really make a fool of myself around him any further?
He set me on my feet, holding my shoulders until he was sure I was steady. “Sorry,” I sheepishly apologized. “I’d say that doesn’t happen a lot, but I’d be lying.”
