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I was wheeled into a room in the emergency room and immediately hooked up to wires.
Poked and prodded everywhere under the sun. Blood work was taken and when the nurse came back and asked, “The man that came with you is asking how you’re doing literally every five minutes. It amazes me how hard men like that one worry. Would you like him in here with you?”
I sighed and nodded my head. Not because she had asked that, but that the man was worrying about me. Me. A woman he has never met.
But it wasn’t only that.
It was that he cared about what happened to me.
And I haven’t truly felt that anyone cared ever since my father took his last breath.
She nodded and then left the room.
And not even the hand on the clock next to the television had gone around a full minute before he was walking into the room.
When his eyes landed on me, he smiled.
And let me tell you something.
That smile?
It was lethal.
All I knew was that all he had to do was to point that smile in my direction and I knew right then and there that there was nothing I wouldn’t do for him if he asked.
And that… that was dangerous on so many levels.
“How you doing, Angel?” he asked as he rounded my bed, tagged a green-colored chair, and pulled it to the side of the bed.
“Okay, they gave me some pain medicine that is safe for the baby, waiting on the doctor to come in and have someone take me to have an x-ray to make sure nothing is broken.”
He nodded, then tagged his phone from his pocket, hit some buttons, and read something on the screen.
Finally, I was able to take the man in, and there was just something about him that seemed familiar to me.
But I couldn’t place it.
He had black hair that was cut almost in the military style, but his hair was longer on top. He had sort of a rounded face, and I bet everything I owned in the world that without the orgasmic beard, he had on his face that it would resemble a baby’s face.
His eyes?
Now those were something else.
I’ve seen dozens of different colored eyes. Blue. Hazel. Green. Two different colored eyes. But never in all the years I have been on this earth have I ever seen someone with gray eyes. They were stunning.
Silently, I wondered if those were those contacts.
“No, Angel, they aren’t contacts.” My cheeks flamed as he chuckled and put his phone away.
I had said that aloud? That’s never happened to me.
He chuckled then, “Yes, you said that aloud.”
Immediately, I slammed my hand over my mouth.
And that one simple action in time caused the most beautiful sound I have ever heard to fill my senses. His chuckle had morphed into a full-out laugh.
After a minute had passed, I removed my hand and asked something that I have been wanting to know. But what I should have asked was what his name was. Right?
