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Bear faced the rest of us. “Thanks for being here.”
“Nowhere else we’d be,” Ritz declared, and everyone murmured their agreement. “She’s probably not up for a lot of visitors tonight, so I’m gonna go. Keep me updated.”
“I will,” Bear agreed and then repeated the same line to almost all of the members as they filed out of the waiting room. I stepped back and waited for Bear to talk to Josie, a woman who was quickly becoming important to him, but I had my doubts he wanted anyone to know that.
Not yet anyway.
Something I understood completely.
Chapter 11
Becs
I hated hospitals. And I especially hated being in one myself. I was able to take a shower this morning, which at least made me feel human again, and I did get to see Wyatt after my shower for a little bit, but the idea of lying in this hospital bed much longer felt awful.
Although so did the idea of leaving Wyatt here without me.
A small knock sounded on my door a second before it was pushed open, and my brother stepped through. I wasn’t surprised to see him. He stayed last night until the nurses kicked him and Race out, which was late, but he promised he’d be back this morning, and my brother always kept his promises.
He grinned when he saw me sitting up and staring at him. “Morning.”
“Hey.”
He skirted the bed and sat down on the chair beside me. “How’re you feeling?”
“Better,” I admitted.
“Good.” He jerked up his chin. “How long are they keepin’ you?”
“The nurse said they’d probably keep me today and let me go home tomorrow.” Tears welled in my eyes, and I dropped my head. I had no idea why I was so emotional, but I couldn’t control it, and I didn’t want Bear to see me cry. I needed to be strong. He already carried a heavy weight, and I didn’t want to add more.
Wanting to move on, I lifted my head and asked what had been bothering me since Race walked through my door last night. “Why did you let Race in last night?”
Bear leaned forward and rested his forearms on top of the bedrail, but his eyes stayed locked on mine. He had to know I was going to ask, and from the look on his face, he’d been expecting it.
“Stopping him wasn’t an option.” I tilted my head back to stare at the ceiling when his voice sounded again. “How was he?”
“Great,” I admitted and slowly dropped my head to face him again. “I don’t get him.”
“He was scared, Becs. We all were, but I’m not sure what he would’ve done if something had happened to you or the baby.” Reaching over the rail, he wrapped his hand around mine. “What’s going on with you two?”
“Nothing,” I replied, but I wasn’t sure that was true anymore. He wanted to talk, and he seemed more determined this time, but a big part of me wondered if it was because we’d gone through something emotional together. “Couldn’t you have had someone else keep an eye on me while you guys figured things out with the Widows?”
“I trust him, Becs, and I needed to know you were safe.” He squeezed my hand. “Did something happen over those few months?”
“No. He would drop me off at work and then pick me up to drop at your place after. He never said much except that he had to get back to work.”
He shook his head. “You guys need to figure out your shit.”
“There’s nothing to figure out. He thinks I’m flaky and immature.” I shrugged my shoulders when I finally admitted what I’d only told Maggie. Those few words had a hold on me that I couldn’t explain. I couldn’t seem to get past them, and every time Race took us a few steps forward, I heard those words in my head, almost as if they were reminding me to be careful. But lately, I’d been wondering if I was using them as an excuse because I was afraid.
Bear narrowed his eyes. “He say that shit to you?”
“Doesn’t matter.” I forced a smile to my face, immediately regretting involving Bear, and swallowed back the tears that were once again threatening. “Since when are you the relationship expert?”
He watched me closely for a moment before a smirk teased his lips. “I’m an expert in every damn thing. You know that.”
I rolled my eyes but relaxed when I realized he was moving on. He wouldn’t forget what I said, and I had no doubt he would eventually mention it to Race, but for now, he was letting it go. Relief made me smile while I continued to tease him. “Right. My brother, who’s never been in a relationship, is an expert.”
