Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
I was Reagan’s man and as her man, I had a right to go back there and be with her—even over her own family.
Though, I knew that Lennox was on her way and since this was the hospital where she worked, I had no doubt that she’d be joining us as soon as she arrived with Way.
“A few other things.” The doctor turned his shrewd eyes toward me. “I need to inform you that it’s possible that Reagan is pregnant. Her hormone levels indicate that she’s very early stages, within a few days. Likely, she hasn’t even missed her period yet to confirm it on her own. I just wanted you to know. She informed me that she’d like me to tell you.”
He looked at me like he was worried what I might say.
“Little coward,” I snorted.
The thought of Reagan being pregnant made my heart soar…and then take a nose dive.
I could’ve lost not only Reagan today, but our baby as well.
Son of a bitch.
“Can I go in?” I asked, sounding much calmer than I actually felt.
He waved me through. “Let the nurses know if you need anything.”
Then he was gone and I was left standing in the doorway, looking at Reagan who was studiously not looking at me.
She was licking her lips nervously and biting her fingernail.
“So…” I paused. “I guess we’re that point oh one percent.”
Reagan’s eyes met mine.
“Are you mad?” she asked.
I shook my head. “At you being pregnant? No. At you getting yourself into that situation? Hell yes.”
Her eyes narrowed into slits.
Before she or I could say anything else, a woman’s shrill voice filled the air.
“Get that piece of shit off the same floor as my sister!”
I blinked at Reagan, but Reagan only smiled. “She’s a pain in the ass, but she’s a loyal pain in the ass.”
I didn’t doubt it for a second.
Peeking out the door, I looked down the hall to find two armed police officers standing guard over the room that I knew Dusty to be in.
Bennett hadn’t been careful when he’d pulled Dusty from the car.
I’d honestly been surprised that he’d been there, but according to Bennett, he’d already been on the way to see Reagan because she hadn’t been answering her phone. Apparently, I hadn’t been the only one being supremely overprotective of her.
Way screamed, throwing the first thing she could get her hands on—which was a tray of food—at something I couldn’t see.
My two officers didn’t bother to stop her and I knew that the reason behind it likely had to do with them being loyal to me—and Reagan through me. Which in turn made them loyal to Way—Way who had a right to be pissed.
“Don’t let her get in trouble,” Reagan ordered.
I made eye contact with Johnny, who made his way through the crowd that had gathered to come to a halt at her side. Once he was beside her, he threw one arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his chest, guiding her away.
“He’s really on the same floor as me?” Reagan asked.
I turned back around and stared at her, feeling my belly tighten for an altogether different reason than what I’d been feeling earlier.
I loved this girl with all my heart.
“Yeah,” I paused. “But only for a short time. Since you’re in the ER, they don’t have anywhere else to put him. He’s going to be getting his stitches, checked for a concussion, and then they’re taking him to jail.”
“Where his father will promptly get him out,” Reagan drawled.
I shook my head. “No. He’s not getting out of this one.”
Her brows furrowed. “How do you know that?”
I walked closer to the bed, leaning one fist into it to allow my body to get closer to hers.
“Because if he doesn’t go down, I’m going to take him down,” I paused. “And I’m going to relay that to his father.”
Reagan’s eyes widened. “I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”
I didn’t care whether she thought it was a good idea or not. I was doing it, whether she wanted me to or not.
There were things that a man didn’t allow—and that was for someone, or something, to harm what he considered his.
Reagan was mine, plain and simple. I didn’t need a ring on her finger or a certificate of marriage to prove that.
There was no doubt in her mind, my mind, or anybody else’s mind who saw us together.
And there never would be.
Right around that time, my phone rang and I narrowed my eyes at the caller ID.
“It’s the district attorney,” I said carefully. “Let me go get a couple of guards, or maybe your dad and brother to sit with you and I’ll call him back.”
Her eyes narrowed. “I don’t need anyone to watch me, Tyler. I’m just fine.”
I squared my body up with the bed and stared down into her face. “You thought that this morning, yet Dusty was able to get to you. So, tell me again how you think you know everything when it comes to security. From my standpoint, I’m the professional here, not you.”