Chapter Fifteen
Angel walked into Cole’s hospital room.
He looked over at her and smiled. “How’s Melissa?”
“She’s good. They just finished the infusion.” She laid her hand over his. “How are you doing?”
He shifted in the bed and grimaced. “Feels like the time I fell and busted my ass when I was ice skating as a kid.”
She grinned. “Did they give you something for it?”
“Over the counter shit. Nothing good,” he replied, shifting again.
“Can’t get comfortable?”
“I’ll be okay. This place just puts me on edge. I don’t know how that little girl of ours does it.”
“She doesn’t know any better. She’s been sick for as long as she can remember.”
“God, I hope this fixes it. I can’t stand the thought of her being sick.”
Angel nodded. “Me, too.”
“Come here.” He pulled her hand, and she sat on the bed next to him. “You okay?”
“I’m fine. They’ll keep you overnight for observation. Just to make sure you’re okay.”
He nodded. “You look tired. You should go home and get some sleep. I know you didn’t get much last night. I feel bad about that.”
She smiled shyly. “You didn’t get any sleep either.”
He grinned and kissed her hand. “What I got was much better than sleep, darlin’.”
A nurse walked in with a little white paper cup.
“Speaking of sleep, here comes your little blue pill.”
The nurse laughed. “Yep. Mr. Sandman time.”
“How’s the patient been behaving?” Angel asked the nurse.
“Oh, he’s been pretty good. A little cranky and upset he can’t get any class A narcotics for his pain.”
“Hey, don’t make me look bad in front of her, Stacy.”
“Take your sleeping pill, and I’ll tell her you’ve been a good boy.” She held out the paper cup.
He popped the pill in his mouth and took the water she handed him.
Stacy smiled and sailed out of the room, saying over her shoulder, “He’s been a real teddy bear. Visiting hours are over.”
“Wench!” Cole yelled after her.
Angel leaned down and kissed him. “Goodnight, teddy bear.”
Cole pulled her back for another longer kiss.
When Angel pulled away, she brushed the hair back from his forehead. “See you in the morning.”
He nodded.
She got up and left.
He watched her go. It had been on his lips to tell her he loved her, but he realized he didn’t have the right to do that.
Not until he got divorced.
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