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Brent eyes Jace like he doesn’t believe me.
I’m not sure I believe me either. But right now, I need to get to Wren.
“I’m finding her with or without you. So are you going to tell me where she is, or am I going around you?”
“Are you going to hurt my daughter, Sawyer?” he counters.
“No, Brent. I’m going to protect her for the rest of her life, if she’ll let me. Now, take me to her before I stop asking and find her myself.”
I give him one more chance, and lucky for both of us, this time he says, “Follow me.”
WREN
When I slowly force my eyes open again, my parents are nowhere to be seen. A nurse I don’t know is checking my vitals, and Sawyer is holding my hand while he sleeps in the chair next to me. “What time is it?” I whisper to the nurse, not wanting to wake Sawyer.
“A little after five a.m.,” she answers just as quietly. “Dr. Smith should be in to check in on you one more time, then you can get out of here.”
“They’re not admitting me?”
She shakes her head. “No concussion. No need to stay for observation.”
“Are my parents still here?”
“No, baby.” Sawyer’s deep raspy voice washes over me, soothing me. “Your parents left a while ago. How are you feeling?”
The nurse finishes inputting something into the system and steps out of the room, leaving us alone. “I’m sore, but I’m okay. I just want to get out of here.”
“The doctor doesn’t like being a patient,” he teases, but the way he’s looking at me holds no teasing at all.
“I’ve never met anyone who likes being a patient. I just want to go home and get in my own bed.” I squeeze his hand, not ready to let go yet. “Will you take me home, Kingston?”
“Yeah, Red.” He runs his fingers along my jaw, and I lean into his palm. “I’ll take you home. Just don’t ask me to leave afterward, okay?”
“You don’t have to do that. I’ll be fine alone. It’s just a few stitches and a dislocated shoulder.” I really want to beg him not to leave. To stay with me all day. Maybe all week. Possibly longer... But I push that needy girl to the side and brush my lips over his hand instead.
“How about, just this once, you agree with me? You scared me last night. I didn’t know what happened, and the cops wouldn’t tell me anything. I may have told them you were my wife to get information out of them.”
I skip right over the fact he told someone we were married. But I know there’ll absolutely be some overanalyzing done later, when I let myself focus on how much I didn’t hate the sound of that. “How did you even know I was in the hospital?” My head still hurts a bit, but I’m thinking clearly now, and I know I didn’t call him.
“Jace called.”
“Oh my God. Jace. He was there. Is he all right? Did I hit him?” Fear slams into me with overwhelming force at the thought that I could have hurt someone else.
“He’s fine, Wren.”
Oh, thank God.
“He saw you lose control and hit the tree. He’s the one who called the police, and then he called me.” Sawyer finally leans down and brushes his lips over mine. It’s a whisper of a caress, and I want so much more.
I grip the front of his shirt, tugging him closer, desperate for the strength and safety I feel when I’m with him. “Thank you for coming... and staying.”
“Always, Red.Always.” There’s so much emotion hiding under his words.
Promises not yet spoken.
They brush against my skin.
And for once, I don’t want to fight it.
