Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 94140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
I can’t imagine what it would be like to lose your partner like that. I mean, when the hell did it happen? Does Georgie remember her and miss her every single day? The poor guy has been a single dad to a little girl who suffers from severe asthma attacks. I can’t even begin to imagine how hard it must be. Shit, so many questions are going through my mind, but all I want to do is throw myself at him and take the pain away. But I’ve fucked this up way too much for that.
Hell, the guy asked me out to dinner for God’s sake, and I turned him down. How am I supposed to come back from that?
Georgie’s movement pulls me out of my head, and I look down at the angel who’s currently pointing to her lady bits. “This is my jiney,” she says before moving her hand to her tiny ass. “And this is my hiney.”
Oh, sweet baby Jesus. “Yes, honey, it is,” I smile, trying not to laugh.
“Do you have a jiney?” she questions.
Fuck me! How did our conversation take this turn? “Yes,” I laugh. “I do have a jiney.”
Realizing she’s only just getting started and is bound to tell me more about the human anatomy, I scoop her off the counter and put an end to it before she asks where babies come from. We head down the hallway, and I stop to grab the discarded pillow along the way.
I stand with Georgie outside the door, needing a minute to compose myself before walking in there and seeing the man I’ve most likely hurt after he’s already suffered so much.
I take a deep breath and slowly blow it out before stepping through the door. As I take in the scene before me, I smile to myself. Every single adult in the room is fast asleep. Cassie and Carter lay in beds with the dividing curtain pulled right back. They both look awful, especially Cassie who has deep bruising around her eyes. Jax is curled up beside her with Hudson asleep between them.
Brianna sits in the chair right beside Carter, asleep with her head lolled to the side while Logan is sprawled out on the floor beside the twins and Lilly, who are all quietly playing while Elle lays right by him, using his ass as a pillow.
Then there’s Sean. Fucking beautiful Sean. He’s laid back on the couch with his legs propped up over the side. He has a space beside him reserved for Georgie, and it’s clear how she was so easily able to escape.
I lightly knock on the door, hating that I need to wake them, and I watch as everyone’s eyes spring open. Sean immediately flies to his feet as he realizes his daughter is no longer safely tucked in his arms, but calms when he sees us by the door.
“Hi,” I cringe in the doorway as they all look at me. “I found this one wandering around in the supply room,” I explain as I hold up the pillow.
“Shit,” Sean mutters, instantly crossing the room and scooping Georgie out of my arms. His fingers brush against my skin, sending goosebumps sailing over me, and I never want to leave this moment, but it’s not like I can hold onto him without making a fool of myself.
“Thank you,” he whispers with his eyes on mine, clearly wanting to say something else, but leaving the topic alone. He glances away and focuses his attention on his daughter. “What were you doing?”
“I needed a piwow,” she tells him.
He lets out a frustrated sigh before placing her down on the couch, probably getting ready for the lecture of the year about wandering away in strange places. Then wanting to give them the privacy they deserve, I give the room a tight smile before making my move to leave.
“Um, Gigi,” I hear.
Ahh, fuck. What now?
I turn around to find Jax sitting up and looking over at me. “What’s up?”
“Do you think we could get some more painkillers for Cass?” he asks, glancing at his wife, clearly seeing how uncomfortable she is.
Cassie instantly objects. “No, Jax. I’m fine. I just want this shit to wear off so we can go home.”
I walk deeper into the room and pick up her chart, glancing over it with a frown as I take it all in. “You should have been able to go home ages ago,” I murmur.
“You’re kidding right?” Jax grunts.
“Not at all,” I say, moving across to Carter’s bed and checking his, and sure enough, he should have been out of here too. Realizing they’ve been overlooked by the night shift, anger starts bubbling through my veins, but I bury it down and smile at them. “I’ll go find the doctor and get you guys out of here.”