Page 47 of Their Stormy Reunion

She smiled, nodded and turned away.

“Wait a minute.” She turned back and looked at me. “I mean it. Thank you. Thank all of you. I can’t begin to tell you just how grateful I am.”

She gave me an assessing look, then smiled. “Oh, I’ve got an idea. And you’re welcome.”

I watched as she went back through the double doors.

I turned back to Bruno. “Where’s Zarek?”

“He went to get Fallon’s mom. We didn’t want her to come until we had some definitive news. We also didn’t want her driving.”

“Good thinking.” I looked over the waiting room and saw a row of empty chairs near the back wall and started toward them.

“I’m going to the cafeteria for something to drink. What would you like?” Bruno asked.

“Nothing.”

“Okay, then I’ll decide. I’ll be back in just a minute.”

I nodded, not paying any real attention. All I was focusing on was those last moments when I held Fallon in my arms and her struggling for every single breath. Those moments when I wasn’t sure that she would live.

It was time for a balls-out conversation. I needed to tell her how much I loved her, and how sorry I was for what I did, and beg for her forgiveness. Did I want her to take me back? More than anything. But having her alive and knowing she forgave me, that would mean everything.

But you want her back.

I slumped over, leaning my elbows on my knees. My inner voice was right; I desperately wanted her back. I wanted to go forward and build a life with her. Create a family with her.

Sweat bloomed on the back of my neck as I sat back up. I needed her.

Chapter Fourteen

How could I still be hurting? It had been three days since I was released from the hospital, and I still could hardly bare putting any weight on my foot. I needed to pee and walking was torture. And here I had thought the hated catheter in the hospital was horrible. What was I thinking? That had been a treat!

Fuck!

I needed Michael’s help.

Again.

My eyes began to sting as my full bladder made me squirm.

I knocked my injured ankle with my good foot and muttered, “Fuck.” I felt a tear run down my face. I leaned over and picked up my phone. Yep. It was time for another fucking pain pill which would just make me even more woozy and stupid.

Yay, me.

My head jerked up when Michael knocked on my bedroom door. My mom never knocked, so it had to be Michael.

I grabbed the tissue box beside me and wiped at the tears. Good. Gone.

“Come in.”

He was smiling when he walked into my room. It was the warm, let-me-cheer-you-up smile.

Did he have to be so nice?

“Hey, Sunshine. It’s time for another pill.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “I don’t want one.”