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“What did you do with my clothes?” Finley asked Levi as she threw back the bedcovers. “I’m ready to go home.”
Cash sighed. “I know, baby, but not before you are released.”
Levi reached out to snag her hand, and she deliberately moved it. She was moody, but he wasn’t risking her health or safety. He would do what he could to make it easier, but once your girl was shot before your eyes, your priorities becomecrystal clear. He understood what his friends had gone through when they were kidnapped, shot at, drugged and so many other things. He would do whatever it took to keep her safe. He looked at Cash. They both would.
He firmed his voice. “I’m not having this conversation every ten minutes.” He waved his hand over the big tablet that Carter had brought by last night to keep her entertained. “Find something to occupy yourself for a little while longer. When your scan comes back, then you can go if everything good.” She opened her mouth and his right brow raised sharply. “Not before.”
Finley sat gingerly in the second hospital chair with a heavy sigh. “I’m just tired of being here. I can sit and lie down at home. And you two have gotten moody.”
Cash cleared his throat. “We’vegotten moody...”
Levi shook his head and Cash stopped talking. It wouldn’t help anything if he or Cash argued with her or pointed out that she was touchy. Of course she was testy. She’d been shot. His gut still cramped at the memory of watching her drop milliseconds after Caleb Rodney’s goon came around the corner and fired. How did they fucking miss him?
Jac had later disclosed he’d called his contact at LPD before he entered the fray. Their timing was off, as was typical. Even a few seconds earlier would have changed the dynamics and the trajectory of the bullet and where his Finley stood. Levi had to touch her again. He’d almost lost her and letting her out of his sight was not going to happen for a very long time.
“Mrs. Morrison?” said the new nurse at the door.
“Fin, she’s talking to you.”
“Oh,” said Finley with a sheepish grin. “Yes?”
“Your scan came back just fine, so the doctor said he will write your discharge papers. I’ll be back to grab your vitals andgive you your next dose of meds before we wait on his orders. Then I’ll tell you what you’ll need to know to break out of here.”
“Thank you,” was Finley’s sweet response, but once the nurse left the room, Finley grinned. “Finally getting out of here. Thank God.”
Levi stood. “I’ve got a phone call to make and I’ll be right back.”
“Why can’t you make it in here?”
Cash laughed. “Because it concerns you.”
Finley ignored Cash. “Levi, I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Of course not. You already have a bodyguard.”
“I don’t want—”
“I’ll be right back, baby,” said Cash,
The car ride home was uncomfortable but Finley thought she could tolerate anything, endure all bumps in the road if she could sleep at home, in her own bed or better yet, their bed. Levi had been so sweet and so tender the last few days. She didn’t exaggerate when she said she felt like she’d been hit by a bulldozer. Because she did. Having two men wait on you was something every woman should experience.
“Callie is going to pick up your meds,” said Cash as he drove toward home.
“They have the wrong name on them,” she asked with a bit of panic.
“No worries. Mallory helped with that by sending the medication insurance through as Royer-Morrison.”
“But Morrison isn’t my name, Levi.”
“Do you want it to be?”
“But what about Cash?”
“We’ve agreed you can legally marry Levi and informally marry me,” answered Cash.
“Okay, but don’t I get a choice, and does it matter if we get married at all?”
“Insurance likes a clean line, baby,” said Cash.
