Piney pointed at Push from three chairs away.“He’s on a roll today.”
Cross stretched his arms over his head.“I’m just trying to figure out how the hell we ended up in a hospital after starting the day with hot dogs.”
“That was your fault,” Vin informed him.
“My fault?”Cross looked offended.“I made lunch.”
“You yelled at McKayla about ketchup like it was a felony.”
“Because ketchup on a hot dog is disgusting.”
“It’s a condiment, not a war crime,” I muttered.
Cross pointed at me.“Wrong.”
“See?”Piney said.“This is why people kill.”
Anchor rubbed both hands down his face.“Can you idiots not talk about killing people in the hospital waiting room?”
“That feels fair,” Prime muttered.
Despite everything, despite the fear sitting like concrete in my chest, I laughed quietly.
Push looked down at me immediately when he heard it.
“You okay?”
“You ask that every ten minutes.”
“Because every ten minutes you look like you might bolt into surgery yourself.”
I leaned my head back against his shoulder again.“I just keep thinking…” My voice trailed off.
“What?”he asked quietly.
I stared at the opposite wall for a long second before answering.“She’s going to meet you.”
Push frowned slightly.“What?”
I looked up at him.“Erin.”My throat tightened a little.“She’s going to wake up eventually, and she’s going to meet you.”A tiny laugh escaped me.“God, she’s going to lose her mind when she finds out I ended up with a biker on a haunted island.”
Pearl immediately grinned.
Shay covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.
Push’s eyebrows lifted slightly.“Ended up with?”
I pointed at him.“Don’t get cocky in the hospital.”
Anchor groaned softly.“Jesus Christ.”
Pearl elbowed him.“Oh, hush.They’re cute.”
The waiting room doors opened suddenly, and every conversation died instantly.A doctor stepped into the room pulling his surgical cap off as he looked around.
My stomach dropped straight to the floor.
I was out of my chair before he fully spotted us.“That’s my sister,” I said immediately.
