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She sighed. “You’ll have to sleep in that chair. It’s hard as a rock.”
“I’ve slept in worse places.”
She barked a laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”
I said nothing, and she shook her head. “Fine. But you cause any trouble, and it won’t be me coming in here but security.”
I shrugged, and she shut the door behind her. Glad they were all gone, I headed across the room.
“Max?” Wes called from the bed.
My heart literally clenched at the panic underlying his fatigue. Stopping, I glanced over my shoulder, needing a moment before I could reassure him. “I’m not leaving.” I promised quietly. “I’m dimming the light.”
True to my word, I reached for the knob on the wall and turned it down so the room was mostly dark with only enough light for us to make out the layout of the room.
“I need the bathroom,” he told me, pushing the covers back and starting to sit up. I hurried to his side, sliding down the bedrail to reach in and scoop him up into my arms.
He gasped. “What the hell, Max?”
“You can’t walk with that ankle.”
“Yes, I can. You can just help me.”
“No,” I declared, snagging the IV pole and bringing that across the room with us.
“Put me down.” He glowered.
I ignored him.
“I’m too heavy.”
I snorted.
His body stiffened, which caused him to whimper.
Feet halting just outside the bathroom door, I angled my chin down to stare at him. “What hurts?”
“Nothing.” His chin jutted out stubbornly. “And I am heavy. I’m all muscle. I work out.”
“I never said you weren’t. But I’m still going to carry you.”
“Whatever,” he spat, clearly annoyed.
“Wes,” I cajoled.
“I have to piss.”
Sighing, I carried him into the bathroom, the room so dark I had no choice but to flip on the light. He recoiled instantly, hiding his face in my neck.
The sudden sense of being electrocuted shot through my body. Veins vibrating, I breathed raggedly, trying to quell the thumping of my heart. I felt like a live wire, sparking with power, withwant.
The sensation was so fucking shocking the urge to dump him on his ass and jump back tried to take over. I fought it back. I fought with every ounce of determination I had. There was no way in hell I would ever risk hurting him just so I could have relief.
Instead, I tucked him a little closer, reaching a hand up to create a visor over his eyes. “I know it’s bright,” I said, gruff. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” His lips brushed the skin on my neck when he spoke, his breath like a little puff of air chasing the contact.
In my boots, my toes curled, and the muscles in my stomach contracted.
