Except she’d rather wake up to him in the bed with her.
Where is he?
She untangled her legs from the sheet and slowly rolled to her back, trying not to disturb her shoulder or pull on the stitches in her thigh. She loved the exposed wood beams overhead. She’dimagined herself in this room with him a thousand times since she started working for him. This room felt the most like him. Masculine. Strong. Sturdy, like those beams. And cozy with the river rock fireplace.
She knew the view was spectacular from the floor to ceiling windows, though the dark blue drapes were closed right now.
Where was he?
How long had she been asleep?
She peeked at the clock on the nightstand. Nearly dinner time. She’d slept for four hours. She needed it. The hospital was noisy and the nurses were in every few hours to check on her.
It took her a few seconds to muster the strength and wherewithal to sit up, setting off all her many aches and pains. She could really use a shower, but she’d need Hawk’s help.
That set off a flush to her cheeks and thoughts about him and her in the shower. Naked. Together.
She stopped that train of thought before it headed to Dirty Town—it just made her frustrated and needy when she could barely move.
It took far too much effort to get out of bed, but she made it to her feet. The sling she needed to support her shoulder slid on relatively easily, relieving her of the worst of the pain. One glance at her shirt—Hawk’s shirt—revealed that she hadn’t bled through her bandages. Good. She hadn’t torn anything while she slept.
For the first time, she noticed the hushed voices coming from the other room.
Hawk had company.
She walked to the door and glanced down the hallway and her heart sank.
As much as she thought she knew about Hawk, she didn’t know everything. And she certainly hadn’t imagined that he had a pregnant…friend?
“I love you. You know that,” the woman standing in his kitchen professed.
Lucky’s stomach dropped. Maybe she was an ex.
“I’m just thanking you for coming and supporting me. It means a lot, considering your condition and how messy this is.”
That didn’t sound good. Did the woman want him back?
“I want to see you happy.” She had to be an ex. There was no one else in the room.
Hawk wouldn’t ask Lucky to be with him, say all the things he’d said to her if he was still together with that woman. Right?
But she couldn’t stand to be the person between him and the woman carrying his child. They deserved a chance to be a loving family. If it was her, she’d do anything to give her child that kind of stability. Something she never had growing up.
She couldn’t stay here.
She couldn’t be the reason a family split up, even if it had already happened. The baby would come and they’d realize they wanted to be together for their child.
It took some doing, but she managed to pull on her leggings, knee brace, and socks and shoes.
By the time she made it out of the room, rolling her bags behind her, Hawk and the woman were hugging.
He stepped back the second he saw her. “Lucky? What are you doing?”
“Leaving. I don’t belong here. You’ve obviously got a lot on your plate. You don’t need me messing this up.” She lifted her chin toward the gorgeous brunette.
Hawk looked from her to the woman and back again. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
“Maybe not right now. But you seem like a guy who’d be a really good dad and want to be there for his kid. I don’t want to get in the way of that.”
