Page 102 of My Fiancé's Brother
I licked my lips. “Matt was sleeping with her.”
Her eyes were like saucers. “What?”
“Matt and I talked after the party, and I guess she had told him about my feelings for Jackson. Matt was livid.”
She blinked. “He was livid? He was sleeping with Julie, and he was upset that you liked Jackson because he treats you like a human being?”
I breathed in through my nose. “Matt broke it off with me. He told me that the money wasn’t worth the effort of being with me.”
“Oh Em. Are you okay?”
I dropped my head back, so I was looking up at the ceiling. “So, then after he left, Jackson gave me this birthday gift, and it was so perfect and thoughtful and then the next thing I knew we were having crazy wild sex.”
Her mouth dropped wide open. “You slept with Jackson?”
My eyes felt hot and dry. “I don’t know why they call it sleeping with someone. We did no sleeping.”
The look on her face looked beyond shocked and then she gave a half laugh of disbelief. “Holy shit.”
“And then the police showed up, and here we are.”
“Holy fuck,” she said. She stared at me for a long moment. “How are you doing?”
I shrugged. “I feel weird. I can’t wrap my mind around anything that has happened.”
“That’s because you lived a lifetime in one night.”
I sucked air into my lungs. “I feel like a fraud sitting here pretending to be Matt’s fiancé.”
“No shit,” she said, her eyes wide. “But you need to pretend otherwise they’ll kick us out of here and not give us any information.”
“Right,” I nodded. “Okay.”
A couple of hours later,a man walked towards us wearing blue scrubs and a long scrub gown that flapped behind his legs as he walked. My heart was in my throat as he walked up to me.
“Are you Matt’s fiancé?”
I stood and opened my mouth, but no words came out.
Beth moved to stand next to me. “She is.”
The doctor had kind brown eyes. “Matt is currently undergoing brain surgery to stop a brain bleed.”
I stared up at him. My body felt frozen. “Is that from the accident?”
“Matt wasn’t wearing his seatbelt at the time of his accident. Typical of motor vehicle accidents, he hit the front of his head on the windshield. That’s where the brain bleed is.”
“Are you the surgeon?” I asked, my tongue felt thick and stupid.
“I'm one of four surgeons working on Matt.”
“So, he’s still in surgery?”
“We found a mass in Matt’s brain in the frontal lobe. The accident damaged it during the accident, and that’s what we are working on right now.”
“What do you mean when you say mass?”
“We did a biopsy. The mass is a benign tumor growing in the front of his brain. Right above his hairline.”
