Tuck
I knew he’d be good with you watching over him.
Nevaeh
Piper and I are discreetly crying with relief.
Piper
Can we tell Cheyenne?
My poor niece! People kept getting hurt around her. This had to have scared her, if not scarred her a little. I’d have to let her new therapist know about this recent development. But I was glad Cheye had an outlet. Her tantrums had calmed some.
Erykah
Please. Tell her he’s going to be okay, and I’ll be home after dinner.
Because I wouldn’t leave before that. I was sure the guys or even the girls would be willing to maintain a rotation at the hospital, so Chris wouldn’t be alone. Should I call his mother?You don’thave her number.I’d have to remember to ask Chris about that once they moved him to a permanent room.
A low moan came from his lips. I turned my attention from my thoughts and focused on him. I ran a hand across his forehead.
“Areyou hurting? Do you need some water?” I asked quietly.
Recovery rooms were always quiet, and I didn’t want to talk loudly and disturb another patient coming out of surgery and back into reality.
“Erykah?” he rasped.
“I’m here.” I’d never go anywhere if he’d let me stay next to his side forever.
“I’m okay?”
“You’re great.” I placed a kiss to his knuckles and squeezed his hand. “I’m so proud of you. You did it, and the surgery went perfectly.”
“Thank God.”
“Amen.” I smiled. I’d get a handle on the lingo. I’d actually looked that word up and found outamenwas merely an agreement. Since I’d been thanking God earlier, I didn’t mind thanking Him once more.
“You prayed? Or am I misremembering?” Chris studied me, his gaze becoming clearer as the fog of anesthesia slowly lifted.
“I did, and God answered.” I smiled. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” I brushed his hairline. “Do you want some water? I’m sure I can get something cold. It’ll feel good on your throat.” I’d since finished the cup Sam had left for me.
“Please.”
I hurried to the watering station and filled a Styrofoam cup, then stopped at the nurses’ station. “Hey, Sam, can I get a straw for Chris?”
“Of course, Dr. Kennedy.” She handed me one. “I saw his vitals picked up but knew he was in good hands with you there. If he needs some pain meds, just let me know.”
“Thanks, Sam.”
“Sure thing.”
I held the straw steady for Chris as he took a sip.
He let out a sigh. “You’re right. That works wonders.” He took another swallow, then let his head drop back on the pillow. “How are the kids? Are the guys here?”
“Yes. Lamont and Tuck are in the waiting room. They want to see you once your room is ready. Then the plan is for them to hang out with you until visiting hours are over. I’ll go back with one of them to relieve Nevaeh and Piper and reassure the girls, though the ladies already told them you’re okay.”
“You must have been filled with worry.” His gaze assessed mine.
