“She’s the boss of me,” Crois groaned a little and Harmony reached over and smoothed her hand down his arm.
“Rest.”
“See?” Crois relaxed into his pillow, his eyes closed slowly. “I told you she’s the boss.”
Harmony reached over and gave Kate a hug. “Let us know what happens.”
Kate gave a decisive nod. “You know it.”
CROIS
When the room quieted, he opened his eyes again, only to see a doctor walk in.
“Merde.”
The doctor looked at Harmony and smiled. “Harmony, good to see you.”
Harmony nodded. “Doctor Webb. Do you want me to leave so you can examine Crois?”
Crois reached out and took her hand in his. “Harmony’s staying.”
Doctor Webb looked back at Harmony and chuckled. “Sounds like you’ve got your answer.”
“I would like to know what his prognosis is.”
Setting down his clipboard on the rolling table, the doctor took out a small penlight from his coat pocket with one hand and pointed to his face with the other.
“Okay, Officer. I need you to look here so I can see what’s going on inside your head.”
Crois smiled. It was a little lopsided, but he was on some kind of righteous pain medication so what else could be expected? “There wasn’t much before, so I’m not holding out much hope.”
He cringed when Harmony gave him a little punch on his arm it was barely a touch, but he got the message loud and clear.
Lifting the pen light, Doctor Webb shown it in his eyes, moving the light back and forth.
Harmony sat beside him, holding his hand.
She focused her attention on the doctor and when he stood up, putting the pen light in his coat pocket, Doctor Webb smiled. “You’re a lucky man, Officer St. Cyr. The woman sitting beside you is the reason why you’re here right now instead of downstairs in cold storage.”
Harmony gasped and her spine straightened. “Doctor!”
He held up his hands between them. “I’m just trying to make sure that he understands that if you hadn’t been there by his side, he wouldn’t be alive now.”
Crois could tell that Harmony didn’t like hearing that.
He wanted to bring an end to the discussion, not because he didn’t believe Doctor Webb, but because he did.
Harmony had literally held his life in her hands.
That’s what he remembered.
One moment he was bleeding out in the ring, teetering dangerously on the edge and then he felt Harmony beside him, leaning over him. She not only gave him the treatment that held him together on the scene, she spoke to him while she did it.
She told him to hold on.
She told him that he had better live.
And he’d taken that as an order.
