Page 73 of River's Savior


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I was aboutto come unglued.

When I arrived at the hospital, Bronson had insisted on meeting me by my car to walk me in after he’d dropped his pregnant wife at the doors. She may have had a bit to go but that didn’t stop him from being overprotective already. It truly started the day she told him she was pregnant.

Anyway, he’d deemed it unsafe for me to make the trek alone. I proceeded to remind him that I’d taken care of myself for many years.

More than he or most of the others even knew.

“Huntley would never forgive me if anything happened to you,” he replied, hardheaded as always.

That stole the wind from my sails.

I wasn’t worried about myself; my only concern was for Huntley.

“He’ll be okay,” he told me with confidence, as if doing his best to reassure me.

With a shaky voice, I asked, “H-How can you be so sure?”

Bronson stopped suddenly there in the parking lot and I followed suit. He turned to me, his brows pinched together. “I know because the man is in love with you and he will fight to be here with you the same way I would for Lake.”

My heart tumbled over in my chest.

There’s no other option, he has to be alright.

My brother-in-law touched my arm lightly in comfort and then we began walking again.

As we entered the emergency waiting area, my eyes widened at the amount of people. I scanned the crowd and noticed ninety percent of the room was filled with friends waiting for Huntley.

Lake wandered over to me and wrapped me in a hug. “We’re still waiting to hear what’s going on,” she said softly next to my ear.

“Let's find you ladies a seat,” Bronson said from beside us.

My sister pulled back and let go of me. My feet didn’t budge as my brother-in-law gestured at a couple of open chairs. “There is no way I can sit down.”

I’d been tightly rolled up like a ball of yarn and I knew I’d unravel if I attempted to stop moving. “I can’t,” I told them in a slightly panicked voice. “He shouldn’t be alone.”

“He’s not alone, sweetie. They just took his mom back there when Bronson came to walk you in,” Lake assured me. “Right now, they will only let family see him.”

His mom?

Huntley had mentioned wanting me to meet his mom and at one time I’d thought I would. Then I’d gone and pulled away so I didn’t think that would ever happen.

This was not how I imagined being introduced.

I wish it was me with him.

In a broken voice, I insisted, “Ineedto see him.”

“I think I can help with that,” came a voice from behind me and I whirled around to find Ruby.

Looking at my friend, who was obviously working tonight judging by the scrubs she was wearing, my brows raised in question and hope flared inside me. “You can?”

“I thought it was only family right now?”

I momentarily turned at my sister’s question, her face puzzled.

When I looked back at Ruby, she had a slight smile on her face. “A fiancée is considered family.”

“You sneaky dog,” Lake told her. Then she touched my arm just as Bronson had done moments earlier. “Go honey, see your man.”