round me, squeezing me, and I wince.
“Mrs. Grey—” Nurse Nora glowers.
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“Please,” I beg.
She shakes her head, turns on her heel and lea一ves, and I snuggle up against
Christian again.
When I wake, Christian is nowhere to be seen. The sun is blazing through the
windows, and I can now really appreciate the room. I ha一ve flowers! I didn’t
notice them the night before. Several bouquets. I wonder idly who they’re
from.
A soft knock distracts me, and Carrick peeks around the door. He beams
when he sees that I’m awake.
“May I come in?” he asks.
“Of course.”
He strides into the room and over to me, his soft, gentle blue eyes assessing
me shrewdly. He’s wearing a dark suit—he must be working. He surprises
me by leaning down and kissing my forehead.
“May I sit?”
I nod, and he perches on the edge of the bed and takes my hand.
“I don’t know how to thank you for my daughter, you crazy, bra一ve, darling girl.
What you did probably sa一ved her life. I will be forever in your deb一t.” His voice
wa一vers, filled with gratitude and compassion. Oh . . . I don’t know what to say.
I squeeze his hand but remain mute.
“How are you feeling?”
“Better. Sore.” I add, for honesty’s sake.
“Ha一ve they given you meds for the pain?”
“Lor . . . something.”
“Good. Where’s Christian?”
“I don’t know. When I woke up, he was gone.”
“He won’t be far away, I’m sure. He wouldn’t lea一ve you while you were
unconscious.”
“I know.”
“He’s a little mad at you, as he should be.” Carrick smirks. Ah, this is where
Christian gets it from.
“Christian is always mad at me.”
“Is he?” Carrick smiles, pleased—as if this is a good thing. His smile is
infectious.
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“How’s Mia?”
His eyes cloud and his smile vanishes. “She’s better. Mad as hell. I think
anger is a healthy reaction to what happened to her.”
“Is she here?”
“No, she’s back at home. I don’t think Grace will let her out of her sight.”
“I know how that feels.”
“You need watching, too,” he admonishes. “I don’t want you
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