CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Two days later
– MACSEN –
“This is useless,” Lu grumbles and turns the page of a book she’s reading.
I keep my attention locked on the door.“Think of it as a trial run for our time together once we’ve wrapped this up.”
Lu throws the book on the bed and glares at me.“I’m serious, Macsen.There’s nothing wrong with me and waiting for someone to kill me was fun for the first few hours after I felt remotely better.”
Okay, us staying in this hospital room two days ago was a necessity since Lu passed out right after she puked her guts out.When I picked her up to get her into the car I felt as if I was holding my damn heart.After spending a few hours in the hospital where they ran some tests, the doctor concluded it was a combination of hormone changes, a drop in blood pressure, and low blood sugar.
With Lu needing to rest while they gave her some fluids and stuff, we decided to take advantage of the situation.Meaning Holland contacted Bosco to let him know he couldn’t reach Gideon or Dudley.Holland told Bosco to relay a message that Lu was in the hospital due to an infection and had to stay a few days.
All because officially Gideon is still her fiancé, even if the fucker was killed twice already.One of the triplets is still out there.We have no clue where he is, and he hasn’t contacted his brother and father.Lenz has gone through their phones and is keeping an eye on them.Which means the last Gideon might not know his father, and brother, along with the guards, are dead and gone.
We cleaned the whole building and removed all the bodies and damage.A few brothers are waiting at the house in case the last Gideon returns.Lenz has tried to locate him through a number listed in the phones of Gideon and Dudley, but no luck yet.
“Just a little while longer, sweetheart.Humor me while you rest.”I try to keep my worry out of my voice.
Clearly, I’ve failed when her shoulders sag and she mutters, “Fine, but we’re leaving in the morning.I hate feeling weak and I’ve never spent so much time at a hospital, even if I know we’re here because I’m bait.”
I mentally cringe, knowing she’s right.Though, my first priority is making sure she’s okay.I strongly believe the stress and everything happening these past few days only added to everything crashing down on her.
“Move.”She slaps my shoulder.“I gotta pee.”
Shoving the chair back, I create room for her to get off the bed.She’s wearing one of my T-shirts and it falls mid-thigh, allowing me to watch her sexy legs as she walks barefoot into the bathroom.
Laughter from outside the room catches my attention.There’s some stumbling against the door, making me reach for my gun.Someone calls out and I watch the door slightly open.
“Are you sleeping, naked, or decent enough for some company?”A bouquet of roses appears from behind the door along with a friendly voice.
I don’t recognize the man who steps inside and he slowly lowers the flowers to frown at me.“Are you visiting Miss Hart?This is her room, yes?”
My gun is hidden by the hospital bed when I ask, “Who are you?”
