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Why was I in the hospital?
“Lindsey?” I slowly began to roll my head to look at Blink, but it wasn’t necessary. He loomed over me, one hand planted beside my head on the pillow, the other cradling my cheek. “Fuck, you’re awake,” he breathed. “You had me so goddamn worried, darlin’.”
I licked my dry lips. Blink grunted and moved his hand, grabbing a cup with a straw from the table beside the hospital bed. He placed the straw at my lips. “Slow,” he murmured.
I sucked some of the water down before turning my head. He set the cup back on the table, and then immediately after, his hand was back on my cheek, his thumb stroking over my skin. My eyelids fluttered; it felt so good to have him touching me. “What happened?” I croaked.
He frowned. “The doctor said you might’ve lost some of your memory.” He blew out a soft breath. “You were in a bad accident, Lindsey. Totaled your car. You’re so damn lucky you survived.” He shook his head, pain flitting over his expression. Agony coated his eyes, breaking my heart. “I thought I’d lost you.”
I frowned and looked over my body. I had bandages in some places, and my head definitely hurt. “How long was I out?” I asked him.
“Couple of days.” He cleared his throat, that agony in his gaze only deepening. My heart ached for him. “Longest two fucking days of my life.”
I slid my hand over so my fingers brushed his jean-clad thigh. “How did I get in an accident?” I asked him.
He clenched his jaw, that pain in his eyes blazing into red-hot rage. “Judging by the damage to your rear end, someone hit you. On purpose.” He worked his jaw around, trying to keep his temper at bay. “We’re working on finding who did this to you, but it’s tricky. Fucking pigs,” he grunted, referring to the local law enforcement agency.
Before he could say another word, a light knock sounded on the door. Blink sighed and walked over to it, opening it up. A man in a pair of khakis and a polo with a white doctor’s jacket strode into the room, a nurse in butterfly scrubs right behind him. Blink shut the door again and came right back to my side.
“I’m glad to see you’re finally awake,” the doctor said, smiling kindly at me before looking at Blink. “You should’ve gotten a nurse immediately when she woke.”
Blink just shrugged. His fingers slid between mine. He didn’t clasp my hand—just let them rest together. It settled me, which I definitely needed after learning I’d been in a terrible accident that probably should’ve killed me. I didn’t even remember it. Hell, the last thing I remembered was feeling sick.
“I’m Dr. Sheffield. I’ve been in charge of your care since you’ve been admitted. How do you feel, Lindsey?” the doctor asked, turning his attention to me.
“Like shit,” I told him honestly, my voice a little croaky. “Everything hurts.”
He hummed. “That’s to be given. You had to have twelve stitches in your head, you’ve broken your ankle, two ribs, and fractured your femur. You’ve got stitches in numerous places on your body.”Good fucking Lord. “I’ve given you the recommended pain medication for someone in your predicament; I, unfortunately, cannot give you more.”
I frowned, my mind stuck on the last part of what he said. “My predicament?” I asked.
This time, the doctor frowned at me. He lowered his clipboard, his brows furrowing. “Lindsey, what’s the last thing you remember?”
I glanced at Blink. He was watching the doctor, but sensing my gaze on him, he brushed his thumb over my hand. I looked back at Dr. Sheffield. “Um, being sick,” I told him.
He looked at Blink. “How many days ago was that, Blink?”
Blink grunted. “Three.” He looked down at me with a soft sigh. “A pregnancy test was found in your car—a positive one.” My eyes widened in surprise—and a little bit of horror. A pregnancy test? I hadn’t taken a pregnancy test, had I? “You don’t remember taking a pregnancy test, Lindsey?”
“No,” I croaked, tears filling my eyes. My heart rate kicked up speed on the heart monitor. My lips trembled. “Am I—”
Blink nodded, linking his fingers with mine now, giving them a very gentle squeeze. “You’re pregnant, darlin’.”
I choked on a sob, my body wracking with pain as tears slid down my cheeks. Immediately, Blink squeezed onto the bed beside me and drew me into his arms. The doctor cleared his throat. “We’ll come back in an hour,” he said softly.
Was I going to lose Blink? Was he going to toss me aside now that there was a baby in the picture? I knew bringing a baby into our world was dangerous and a poor decision. And if he did toss me aside, what was I going to do? What was Eric going to do?
I heard the door click shut behind the doctor and the nurse a moment later. Blink gently ran his hand over my hair, silencing my rambling thoughts. “It’s okay, darlin’. I promise, it’s all going to be okay,” he soothed. “I’m not walking away. We’re going to figure this out.” He tipped my chin up and brushed his smooth lips over my chapped ones. Then, he kissed away some tears off my cheeks so gently, it was like a feather caressing my skin. “Just breathe.”
“We’re barely together,” I croaked.
He shook his head. “None of that matters to me, Lindsey. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you in that bar that you were something special. And I knew I wanted to make you mine, consequences be damned.” He swallowed thickly. “I love you, Lindsey.” The heart rate monitor began beeping rapidly, mimicking the rate of my heart. More tears flooded my eyes, but this time, these were happy tears instead of panicked ones. “I love you so goddamn much that when I saw your car on the side of the road, everything else ceased to exist. I could’ve gotten Carter and Carver killed because all I could see was you. Having you collapse in my arms felt like my fucking world was ending.”
Tears glimmered in his eyes when I looked up at him. “You mean that?” I croaked.
He nodded. “I don’t say shit I don’t mean, darlin’,” he rasped. “You know that.”
I hiccupped, pain slicing through my body as I did so. Blink soothed me through the pain.
“My life has always been shit,” I began. “I was tossed from foster home to foster home. Never got adopted. I cling to anyone who wants to give me love, affection, or even stability. I was afraid I was seeing more with you than you were really giving.”
Blink shook his head and pressed his lips to my forehead. When he pulled back, our eyes met. “Lindsey, I’ll give you anything. Fucking everything, you hear me?”
My lips trembled, and a tear snaked down my cheek to land on the pillow. “I love you.” I sniffled and curled my fingers into his cut. “I love you so goddamn much, it should scare me, Blink.”
A small smile tilted his lips. “As long as I’m alive, I’ll do my best to make sure you never fear anything,” he assured me. He smoothed his lips over mine again. “I will love you and our child for eternity, Lindsey. And I fucking mean that.”
I closed my eyes, yawning. My mind was now as exhausted as my body. “Will you stay with me?” I asked, my other hand curling into his shirt.
He folded me into his arms, situating us better on the bed, being extra careful of my injuries. “I’ll stay as long as you want me to,” he promised.
