And I wasn’t about to let it go easily.
“You heard the doctor,”Blake sighed. “I’m fine.”
“Anemic, Blake. That’s what I heard.”
“Yes, and he told you how I needed to fix it. I’m not in danger. The baby is not in danger. This whole rush to the hospital was all for nothing.”
I snorted in amusement. “If you thought that was turning out any other way, you’d better think again.”
Bending over, I slid her sock on her foot, thankful she wasn’t fighting me about helping her get dressed.
Sighing, she laid back on the bed while I continued to dress her. “You know, you can’t keep doing this. I’m not an invalid.”
“I’m well aware.”
“I’m serious, Parker. You know I can take care of myself.”
Slowly, I got to my feet and walked around the side of the bed until I could bend over and see into her eyes. “I know you can, baby. But when I saw you going down…You and this baby are my whole world.” Resting my hand on her belly, it took everything inside me not to let my emotions rise to the surface. “The two of you mean everything to me, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I almost lost you once. There’s no fucking way I’d let that happen again.”
I knew I had her by the slight sheen in her eyes, though she would never admit that I was getting to her. I knew it was the hormones. She was on overload, and if I pointed out how emotional she was getting, she’d definitely find a window to throw me through.
“So, let’s finish getting your shoes on so we can get out of here.”
Pressing a kiss to her lips, I turned back, only to see Wes quickly leaving.
“Shit,” Blake sighed. “Go after him.”
“Why?”
“Because, you dimwit. Do you know what you just said to me?”
“Yes, I’m aware,” I said, quirking an eyebrow at her. “Remember? I said it.”
“Right, and if you remember, you said the baby and I mean everything to you.”
“Because you do.”
“And where does that leave him?”
Fuck.
“Go. I can finish getting dressed.”
“Are you sure?”
The lethal look she shot me was all I needed to get my ass moving. I was out of the room and chasing him down, but by the time I got to the waiting room, he was nowhere in sight.
“Hey, how is she?” Sam asked.
“Fine,” I said distractedly, trying to find Wes.
“But the tests?—”
“Have you seen Wes?”
“Who?”
“The kid staying with us,” I said in frustration, shoving past him.
