A Night With You (Fall In Love Again #3) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: , Series: Fall In Love Again Series by W. Winters
Series: Willow Winters
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Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
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That would be good enough for me. It might even be good enough for her. I don't know, because I haven't asked her, but I'm going to, just as soon as–

"Change it to what?"

I blink back up at Aubrey, and...her face is different. She was grinning before, laughing, but now she looks serious.

"What do you mean?"

“What’s your name?” Aubrey’s voice is softer than before, almost like she’s not right next to me, in my arms where she belongs.

“What? What’s my name?” I ask her and a chill comes over me when she stares back at me with red rimmed eyes and a quivering lip.

“Bennet, tell them what your name is.”

Bennet

Beep… beep… beep.

My head is more than groggy and my body more than sore as I’m slow to lift my heavy eyes. Everything swirls in my vision as I slowly move my head forward. I fall back and several hands steady me. A voice calls out telling me it’s alright.

“Where am I?” I question and that’s when I realize how dry my throat is. “What happened?”

Three faces I’ve never seen come into focus. All three in blue scrubs.

“Mister. Can you tell us your name?” the first one asks, a young brunette with wide, dark brown eyes and tan skin. She waits a moment, keeping my gaze and it’s then I realize that I don’t know.

I can’t remember. Blinking rapidly, I look down and register that I’m in a hospital bed and wearing one of those cheap gowns. I clench my hand closed and open and reach for my leg but other nurse stops me.

She’s taller than the first and looks a bit older with her blonde hair tucked back in a tight bun. “Sir please, could you tell us your name?”

Chills run down my arms and I don’t know why. It’s like a memory that won’t come into focus.

I say the only thing I keep thinking, “Where’s Bree?”

“Can you tell me who Bree is?” The first nurse asks me, calmness I’m not sure is real.

That chill comes back and my head pounds with a pain that refuses to be ignored.

But all I can focus on is her. Bree. “Where is she? Is she okay?”

“We can find her for you. Do you know her last name?” the third nurse asks but I don't know and fear takes a grip on me. I don’t remember anything. Not my address, my own name. I don’t know.

They keep asking me questions and telling me it’s alright when I know it’s not.

As emotions tighten my voice, I tell them the only thing I know, “I don’t remember anything, but I know I need Bree.”

This is not the end…


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