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“These drugs are going to kill me,” I murmur.
“Nothing is killing you.” His voice seems far away now.
“It’s okay. There’s nobody left to miss me anyway,” I tell him before I let the darkness sweep me away again.
When I come to this time, I crack open my eyes to find it’s dark. The door to my room is open, the bright lights of the hallway spilling in enough for me to make out the large man sitting beside me.
“You’re back.”
“I wanted to check on you,” Evander replies.
“By watching me sleep?”
He shrugs. “You looked peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb you.”
I don’t point out that he could have come back tomorrow. But, to be honest, I could use the company. I’m so tired of being alone.
“I’ll admit I’m surprised to see you. Hawk and Creed made it clear they wanted me to disappear.”
“I’m sure they did, because if you stay, they’ll have to admit a few things to themselves.”
I frown. “Like what?”
He shakes his head. “Nothing for you to worry about. Can I ask you a few questions?”
“I can’t guarantee I’ll answer, but you can ask.”
“You mentioned a baby before. Were you talking about Salem’s baby?”
“I don’t—” I try to ease myself up but gasp when the pain makes me feel like puking.
“Shit, hold on. Let me help you.” Before I can protest, Evander’s arms come around me, and he lifts me gently into a sitting position. He leans me forward so that he can move the pillows before leaning me back.
I sigh in relief as he sits back down on the chair.
“Do you need me to press the pain pump?”
“What? No. It will only knock me out.”
“I can come back—”
I grab his arm, which is resting on the bed. “No. I’m fine.”
I blow out a breath as I try to get my thoughts in order. “Who is Salem?”
His eyes widen at my question. “She is Oz and Zig’s woman. When you said baby, I thought you meant hers because she’s pregnant.”
“What does she look like? Describe her to me.”
He frowns, a look of suspicion crossing his features.
“Please, Evander. Just tell me what she looks like.”
He hesitates for a moment before replying. “She’s pretty. She’s short, though everyone is short to me. She has warm blondish brown hair and really pretty eyes. One is brown with copper running through it. And the other is—”
“Green,” I cut him off.
“How did you know that?”
