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Worry and warmth filled him. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry. Are you okay now?”
“Yes, thank you,”she whispered, feeling like an idiot. She still couldn’t believe that she’d snuck into his room to sit by the bathroom door and listen to him shower.
When she’d heard him shout out, she really had been worried that he’d hurt himself. That he’d slipped in the shower. Of course, she would have volunteered to nurse him back to health.
“Will you be all right while I go get us some dinner?”
Her eyes widened. “We still have snacks.”
“We ate snacks for lunch. We can’t have them for dinner too. And we might need some food for tomorrow.”
“You don’t think anyone will deliver?” she asked.
“No. I don’t,” he said gently. “But I can try.”
“No, wait. That’s all right. I’ll be fine. Is it still snowing out there?”
She shivered with worry as he moved to the window and drew back the curtain.
“Yep. Still snowing. Are you sure you’ll be all right while I’m gone?”
She nodded. What other choice did she have? She had to be okay. Or they would starve to death.
“You know what . . . you’re right. We still have some snacks. We’ll be okay until morning—”
She took hold of his hand. Damn, he was so warm. She wanted those arms wrapped around her again. She’d felt so safe.
Greer couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt that safe. But it wasn’t fair to ask him to keep hugging her.
And never let her go.
“I’ll be fine. I promise. I can do this. As long as I don’t go near the door or windows.”
He studied her for a long moment, then gave a nod.
“All right. You’re a brave girl, Greer Savage.”
Yeah, she really wasn’t.
She was a big old wimp. But she wasn’t going to say that out loud and risk his awful singing.
“Right. I need you to listen to me. You do not have permission to go near the windows or to open the door. You do not have permission to leave. I am very serious.”
She could tell. Her heart pounded as she stared up at him.
Because she was so here for this. It somehow eased her mind to know that she wasn’t allowed to do something that terrified her. She didn’t know why. Maybe her brain was just wired this way. But him telling her no took the burden off her, so she didn’t have to make the decision. And she didn’t feel like such a coward.
“I understand.”
“Good girl. Because doing something like that will get you a whole hour of my singing.”
Yikes.
“I won’t. Greer is a good girl.” Uh-oh. Her Little was slipping free.
“Greer is a very good girl. Greer is going to stay a good girl by doing what she’s told, and then, I’ll bring her home a treat.”
Ooh, she liked treats.
