Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Then she crawled past me—army crawling because it was the only way she felt like crawling even though I knew she could crawl normally—and then pulled up on Bowe’s pant leg.
He looked down at her with a small smile on his face.
“I feel like she’s familiar.”
I grinned.
“Might just be because she’s my mini-me,” I told him. “I’ve never introduced you to her before.”
He looked thoughtful for a long moment, and then nodded his head.
Carefully disentangling Elise’s fingers from his pants, he sat down carefully onto the couch and pulled Elise into his lap.
“She’s spoiled. If she knows you’ll hold her, you’ll never be able to put her down,” I snickered.
I should know, she’d gotten me much the same way.
I couldn’t tell the girl no for anything.
The moment I could peel my eyes away from how hot Bowe looked holding a baby, I let my eyes really take in the lines of his face. The exhaustion and pain in his eyes.
“You’re hurting,” I said.
He shrugged.
Rolling my eyes at his non-answer, I got up and went to the bag he’d left in the hallway.
It was a large black bag that was on wheels, sort of like luggage but more like a canvas bag.
Once I reached it, I unzipped it and grabbed the bag on top, then started fishing through it for his prescriptions.
The hospital had been nice enough to fill them, which was rare because it wasn’t often that they gave out full prescriptions.
I had a feeling it had more to do with his parents rather than the hospital being nice, but since they’d left with not very happy looks on their faces as they watched me drive away, I wasn’t going to question it.
“Here,” I said, handing him the pill over the back of the couch. “I’ll go grab you some water and show you to your room.”
“You already showed me to my room,” he said as he tossed the pill into his mouth. Then swallowed it without water.
I grimaced and fetched him water anyway.
“Well then, I’m going to force you into your room and we’ll all take a nap.”
The silence that followed was deafening, and I wondered if the thoughts on my mind were the same that were on his.
Then I had to chastise myself because the man had just had brain surgery for God’s sake.
And I needed that man like I needed a shot to the head.
But that didn’t stop me from thinking about him. About thinking of the possibilities.
And, oh boy, were there possibilities. I could do so many things with that man’s body, and I was pretty sure he’d let me. Memory or not.
Chapter 9
If you eat well, sleep a full eight hours, and genuinely take care of yourself, you’ll die anyway. You’re welcome.
-Angie to Bowe
Bowe
“Take care of him, Bro,” Angie pointed at her brother, narrowing her eyes comically.
I was, apparently, in need of a babysitter, and Angie wouldn’t allow me to be by myself yet due to her concerns. Hence the reason I was now at Angie’s brother’s shop, being watched like I was a five-year-old instead of an adult.
Alec grinned.
“Will do, Sis.” He gave her a half-assed salute and turned back to the car he was working on one handed.
“This is a nice car,” I looked under the hood, my heart starting to accelerate at seeing what was inside the chassis.
If I ever had to make up my dream car, this one would be it.
This would be everything that I ever wanted in a car.
“Funny you should say that,” Alec grunted. “’Cause it’s yours.”
My mouth dropped open.
“You’re shitting me.”
He shook his head and grunted again, his arm muscles straining before the bolt he was trying to loosen finally gave way.
“No,” he promised, leaning down to undo the bolt the rest of the way with his fingers. “I’m putting in a new carburetor. That still okay?”
I nodded mutely.
“The question is if you said something different, should I listen to the old you, or the new you?” he tilted his head.
I opened my mouth to reply, but snapped it back closed again.
“I don’t know,” I admitted.
He laughed abruptly, then stood up fully.
“You had lunch yet?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“No,” I shrugged. “Angie was late for work so she dropped me here.”
My mouth tightened as I realized what she was doing.
She didn’t want me to be left alone while I was healing, and she was so damned worried that I’d blow up at someone or something that she didn’t trust me to stay by myself yet.
Though I couldn’t say that I blamed her for her concern.
Her worries were my worries, yet neither one of us had voiced them aloud.
“So … why am I babysitting you today?” Alec asked, not sounding like he cared, only that he was curious.
“I had an incident,” I admitted. “And she’s worried.”
“What kind of incident?” Alec asked, looking over at me curiously.