Page 47 of Fall For Me
“Oh, trust me. We’re all feeling it, darlin’. The force is strong in that one.”
Hannah and I look at each other before busting up again.
“Okay, Yoda, we’ll grab some food,” I say, handing the phone off to Hannah.
“Thanks, guys.”
She hangs up and then smiles at me. “You know what sounds really good right now?”
I reach over and take her hand, placing a few kisses on the back of it. “Bag fries?”
“You stay the hell out of my fries!”
“Hannah . . . I’ve missed you.”
Her entire face lights up, and her smile widens.
Yeah, she might not say it back, but she’s missed me too. And the way she climbed into my lap goes to show I’m chipping away at her resolve. She can keep telling herself and everybody else that we’re not together. Her denial isn’t a rejection; it’s a challenge. One I don’t plan on losing.
Fifteen
Hannah
I don’t know what I expected when I walked into the waiting room, but it wasn’t our entire family sitting there with their eyes volleying between Sean and my dad. And it certainly wasn’t Dad, rushing up to Sean and relieving him of some of the takeout bags with a pat on the freaking back. Dad leans over and kisses me on the cheek, forcing my attention back to him. “Hey, sport.”
“Hi. Daddy. What’s going on? Why is everyone in here?”
“One of the twins went into distress, so the doctor kicked everyone out and took River in for a C-section,” he says as Katherine walks past him and pulls me into a hug.
“Poor girl put up a good fight though,” she adds, releasing me. “Hi, sweetheart.”
“Hi, Kat.”
“Fuck yes!” Aiden interrupts, walking into the room and striding over to us.
He snatches a bag from Sean, reaches into it, and shoves a handful of fries into his mouth. “Damn. I’m starving to death. What took you two so long? You stop off for a quickieor something?”
“Show some respect, man,” Sean growls, grabbing Aiden by the back of the neck and steering him to a chair next to Cammie, with Dad, Katherine, and I following behind him.
Greeting everyone, he sets the rest of the bags down on a coffee table, then turns to Katherine.
“Will the twins be okay?” he asks, worry etched all over his face.
“They will be. This isn’t uncommon,” she tells him, easing his concern as he takes a seat next to Aiden and grabs a deck of cards off the coffee table.
It doesn’t matter what Katherine says; my mind won’t settle down until I know River and the babies are okay. Distracting me, Sean takes the cards out of the package and begins shuffling them, doing insane card tricks in the process. Why is that so freaking hot? He fans the deck into a circle, like it’s fucking nothing. His fingers twist and work around the cards, flipping and spinning them between his thumb and forefinger . . . then he sends them flying from one hand to the other. How the hell am I being seduced right now by a deck of cards? Is he trying to remind me of what those fingers can do?
Good God.
Stop thinking about what his fingers can do, you little strumpet. You had your moment of weakness, and it’s not happening again. Ever!
I wonder again if River is okay. She didn’t want to give birth this way. Are the babies going to be okay? Will they have to be in the NICU? I hope not. God. I bet Carter is going out of his mind right now. I pace back and forth, pinching my bottom lip, worrying myself sick, and wearing out the tiled floor for God knows how long before Sean calls out to me, “Come sit your pretty ass down, and let me teach you how to play Texas Hold’em.”
Stopping, I turn on my heels and face the group. Aiden’s eyes flick to mine before he forces his attention back to the two cards in his hand and smirks. “Come on, Han-Han. You said yourself that Sean’s a great teacher.”
My jaw drops, and my eyes cut over to my dad.
“I’ve had about enough of your mouth, Brodie,” Dad snaps, cuttinghim a glare. “Remember who you’re in the presence of before making another smart remark.”
