When I got to the hospital, I wasn’t aware of how I’d gotten there, only that I was there.
I don’t remember taking any turns. Don’t remember traffic. Hell, I didn’t even remember turning into the hospital parking lot.
I used the motorcycle parking—which was really just the front walk—and bailed, my feet tearing up the floor to the receptionist blocking entrance to everyone.
“My fiancée,” the lie came out smooth, and it sounded right as hell. “She was just brought in by ambulance. Her name is Silver Donahue.”
I managed not to choke on her last name.
Fuckin’ Barry.
The haggard-looking woman started typing on her computer, then winced before saying, “She was brought in about five minutes ago. She’s stable, but she’s in for x-rays right now, so she’ll be a bit before she’s back in her room.”
I barely contained the urge to beg her to tell me what, exactly, was wrong.
“Can you show me to her room?” I asked.
She hit the button on the door and the door slid open. “She’s in room three.”
I didn’t get upset that she wasn’t showing me. I was happy she’d let me in at all.
I charged through the hospital, my fingers itching to break things.
Instead, I called Chevy.
He answered on the first ring, sounding distracted. “Webber, what’s up?”
I gave him the rundown, which admittedly wasn’t much. “She’s in x-ray now.”
“Fuck,” he hissed. “I’m about to go into surgery, and Aella’s three hours away at a conference she has to have for work.” He paused. “She’s stable?”
“That’s what they say,” I said.
At least, that was what I was guessing, but there really was no telling because the lady hadn’t given me any information at all other than she was in x-ray, and what room she was going to be in when she was done there.
He blew out a breath. “She’s going to absolutely murder me for this, but don’t tell Aella anything. Unless things take a turn for the worse, then call. But they only have this conference once a year, and if she misses it…”
I knew.
And understood.
It also worked in my favor because I didn’t want them here.
“I’ll handle it,” I answered.
Chevy sighed. “I heard a little bit from Aella yesterday about yours and Silver’s issues. Don’t fucking hurt her, Webber. Friend or not, I’m choosing Aella. And that means I’m choosing Silver.”
That actually made me happy to hear.
“Good,” I said. “I won’t.”
At least not more than I already had…
I paced the room while I waited for her to arrive, eventually becoming overly impatient as I did.
I was just about to step out of the room and head toward the nurses I could see across the hectic room when I saw someone round the corner pushing a gurney.
I paused, my gaze going to the person on the bed, and immediately dismissing them.
