Cross My Heart (Gods of Saint Pierce #2) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
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“We’re home,” she says as she helps Roman to the bed.

While she hooks the leads on his chest to the machine in his private room, I send a text to our group chat, letting everyone know Roman’s new room number.

“When will the doctor be in?” I ask the nurse before she leaves.

“It could be awhile,” she says. “We want to keep this looker for as long as we can. He’s gorgeous.” She grins as she walks out of the room.

“I have a fan club,” Roman says with a wink.

She wore a wedding ring, so I know she’s only joking about wanting to keep Roman in the hospital longer than needs be, but he is nice to look at. I can’t fault her there.

Sometimes I stare at him a beat too long. Like right now.

“Greer?” he asks and I snap out of my daze.

“Yes, sorry.”

A smile splits his face. “What are you thinking about?”

I’ll never tell him that even in the hospital, after what was probably a very rough night, he still outshines any other man. “Just trying to decide if I should ask her to head the fan club. Think she’s worthy?”

“I don’t know. I kind of like the idea of you heading it. You do like me more than anyone else. Right?”

“Mm-hmm,” I say and then drop my gaze from his to stare at the leads on his chest. Because I can’t pretend as well as he can. And I don’t want him to see just how much I truly mean it.

EIGHT

ROMAN

My heart beat skips in my chest, and the machine beeps as it does. I’m not going to lie and say that the past eighteen hours haven’t been a nightmare. But it got better when Greer breezed into my room. Just seeing her made my nerves calm and the dizziness stop.

Since we’ve been alone in my room, she’s been avoiding looking at me. And I can’t say the same about myself. All I’ve done is stare at her.

Her lips part and her pink tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip as she gazes at the heart monitor. “Feeling okay?”

I shift in the bed. “Yeah. I hate that I've made everyone worry. I’m sure everything’s fine,” I say, even though I don’t believe it.

Have you ever just felt like something is wrong with you? Like you’ve got a hidden sickness that’s going to rear its ugly head and ruin your life? Dating Greer is something I’ve wanted for a long time. And now, to know what it’s like to be hers and not ruin our friendship is a dream come true. However, I just know something ugly is waiting around the corner, waiting to ruin it all.

“I’m sure everything’s fine too.” Greer takes a seat in the chair next to me.

“You should be at home working on your case.” I don’t want anyone putting their life on hold for me.

She waves her hand, dismissing my words. “I’m all caught up. Don’t worry about me. You just sit back and relax and worry about getting better.” She gives me a soft smile.

“I’m glad you’re here,” I admit to her.

“Same.” She leans forward and lowers her voice. “While we are alone, we should get our story straight.”

“Story?”

“Yes, we answered differently with the nurse earlier. You said years.”

“Sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.” But that’s a lie. I’ve been crushing on Greer for years, so it slipped out.

“Okay,” she says. “Have you hooked up with anyone recently at Club Greed? I don’t want anyone to think you’ve been unfaithful to me.” The look in her eyes makes my chest ache.

I hate that she could even think this. I shake my head. “No,” I clip out.

“It’s okay if you have.”

Her eyes study me, and I grab her hand. “Greer, I’d never lie to you. I haven’t hooked up with anyone in a long time.” And that’s the god’s honest truth. Over the past few months, I haven’t been able to even think about sex without having images of Greer pop into my head.

“I just want to make sure our story is straight,” she says.

I squeeze her hand. “This is a new relationship, so of course we’ll stumble through it, and I promise I’ll do better at answering questions.”

She shakes her head. “Roman, the only thing you need to do is relax and get better. Don’t worry about me and my case. Your health is number one.”

“Thanks, I appreciate that. If I get better.”

Greer’s eyes widen. “You’re going to get better, Roman. You have to.”

She says it matter-of-fact, like she can’t imagine a world where I’m not in it. And I’ll say one thing: if I were to die today, I’d miss the fuck out of her.

Before we can discuss anymore, Chloe and Devereaux walk back into my room.

“Have the doctors come by yet?” Chloe asks as she rubs her belly.


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