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“Never have.”
She shook her head and sighed. “Oh, Aiden.”
“Don’t tell me, let me guess… it would help my aura.”
“Well, probably that too. But it would also help your physical well-being.”
“You know what else would help my physical well-being?”
The corner of her mouth turned up, like she knew what he was going to say.
“Waking up with you in my arms tomorrow.” Before she could argue, he added, “The Universe has spoken, and we had an accord.”
He fully expected to have to make his case, so he was shocked when she said, “We did, didn’t we?” then rested her head on his shoulder.
This seemed too easy, which immediately made him suspicious. Nothing with Susan had ever been easy unless she had an ulterior motive.
“You aren’t going to argue?”
“Of course not. We said we’d let the Universe decide, and it did.”
His heart skipped a beat. Was it really that simple with her?
Part of him felt like he should come clean that he knew she was going to be there and that’s why he came. But he reasoned, she had to know they’d run into each other at things like this when she made that decree of letting the Universe decide.
“Can we leave right now?”
He was kidding, but if she said yes, he wouldn’t hesitate to put her over his shoulder and carry her out of there.
Her giggle was music to his ears, even if her words were something of a wet blanket.
“I’m probably going to be pretty late. I took over some of Whitney’s duties.”
“Say no more.”
He’d heard through the grapevine that Whitney had lost the baby. He’d been down to the ER a few times to see how Steven was doing but he hadn’t been there. Evan Lacroix, of all people, had been covering his shifts.
Steve showed up tonight and had tried to keep a smile on his face—even with bags under his eyes and sunken cheeks, but it faltered every time he looked in Whitney’s direction.
Aiden didn’t realize the two had broken up until Steven excused himself to go look at the silent auction items, and Zach spilled the tea.
“I hope those two can work it out,” Zach had said wistfully as he watched their friend walk toward the silent auction area. “They were perfect together.”
“I think they’ll figure it out, they just need time,” Hope said optimistically. “It was a devastating blow for both of them.”
“Yeah, but she shouldn’t have—”
Hope cut him off. “Maybe not. But everyone grieves differently.”
She directed a glare at Zach as she said it.
“But still…”
The conversation was bordering on gossip, something Aiden abhorred—having been the main topic of it himself two years ago.
He’d excused himself to go find the bar but, on the way, ran into Dakota, and she no longer had the dog. Not one to pass up on an opportunity, he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor where six or seven other couples were dancing.
Any excuse to hold her in his arms.
