Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 99967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
“Nowhere without you.” I snort, then crawl onto the bed with him and snuggle him. His arms wrap around me as he holds me close. I push my nose against his neck and breathe him in, remembering every blissful moment from last night.
It was perfect.
He made me feel amazing. Like I was the only woman in the world. Like I’m his only focus, and let me just say, having Blake’s undivided attention is the best.
I’ve never really been a snuggler until this man. He held me all night as if he was terrified I’d sneak out on him again. His arms were banded around me, holding me against his chest, and I have to admit that it felt amazing. I didn’t feel the need to roll away from him even once.
“I have to go home,” I tell him softly and nuzzle his neck as he rolls me to the side, hugging me close. He’s still under the covers, and I’m on top, but he doesn’t care.
“Not happening.”
I smile and cup his cheek. “I do, unfortunately. I have to work in two hours, Blake. I don’t have anything here.”
He sighs and brushes my hair back from my face. I freaking love it when he does that.
“One day, I’ll get to have breakfast with you. It’s on my bucket list.”
I blink at him in the darkness. “Breakfast with me is on your bucket list?”
“Definitely.” He kisses my nose. “I’ll take you home.”
“Thanks. It would be a really long walk.” I grin at him and kiss his lips before I climb off the bed and pad into the kitchen, where I turn my phone on and wait for it to wake up.
“Do you want coffee?” Blake asks as he joins me in the kitchen. He’s in the same jeans and T-shirt from last night, and he’s freaking delicious in the morning with that disheveled dark hair and sleepy eyes that rake over me from head to toe. “Or an orgasm or three?”
I chuckle and lean over to kiss his biceps, and he pushes my hair behind my ear, sending tingles through me.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but I’ll make some coffee at the house and take a rain check on the orgasms.” My phone starts to light up, and I scowl. I have missed calls and texts, and when I check them, I simply sit on the floor. My legs no longer work as my heart starts to pound and the world spins. “No. No, no, no, no.”
“Hey, what’s going on?” Blake squats in front of me, also looking down at my phone.
Greg: Hey sweetie, I don’t feel great tonight. Probably should have just stuck with those treats you brought me. Gonna check my sugar.
Greg: Pretty high. 321. Damn.
Greg: Should I go to the hospital? Not sure.
Tucker: Don’t panic, okay? I have Dad, and we’re at the ER. His levels are too high.
Xander: Baby sis, need you to answer your phone.
I’m shaking so hard now that I can’t hold the phone still, so Blake takes it from me and reads the rest of the messages to me.
“Basically, they admitted him, and he’s stable now. Christ, I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
“Please take me to the hospital. Right now.”
“You got it.” He pulls me to my feet and kisses my forehead. He grabs his own phone, my purse, and we’re off.
“I shouldn’t have turned my phone off,” I mutter and drag my hands down my face as Blake hurries the short distance to the hospital. “But dammit, I took him all kinds of things to snack on yesterday. What in the hell did he eat?”
“We’ll find out, but he didn’t have to eat anything specific, baby. Sometimes sugar levels get wacky for no reason at all,” Blake says, taking my hand in his and kissing the back of it. “No more turning our phones off. We’ve learned that lesson.”
I take a deep breath and look over at him. God, he’s amazing. So calm and sure, and steady. Rock solid. I wish I could climb in his lap and cling to him like a freaking sloth on a tree.
And part of me feels so damn guilty because while I was having one of the best nights of my life, the man who raised me was headed for a diabetic coma, scared, and trying to reach me.
“Stop.” Blake shakes his head. “You didn’t do this, you didn’t know it would happen, and you can’t go back and change it now.”
“I know, but he was scared and trying to find me, and—”
“You didn’t know, Harper. I won’t let you beat yourself up over this. No way.”
“I came home to take care of him, not fall into bed with you. I can’t just be selfish and fuck the hot doctor and forget that my father is sick and I’m the only one he listens to. I have to be there when he needs me. What am I even doing?”