“Probably should have snuck you in the back way instead of having you come in with me.” He glanced down at her again. “But there’s no one I’d rather have with me.”

God. She was definitely an idiot.

Lauren had gotten into her head and she’d let her.

Maybe she wasn’t who Jenner should be with. Plus, he didn’t even want her like that.

But that didn’t mean that Immy had to pull herself out of his life. Or put up with someone treating her badly.

So when she stepped back out into the room, she had her chin up and a smile on her face.

Until she saw the look on Sampson’s face.

“What is it?” Jenner asked.

“That was Lyle from the front gate. We’ve got to go. Now.”

7

Was this the guy that Maeve wanted to spanked her?

Because, if so, wow, Maeve was brave. The guy had biceps thicker than Immy’s thighs! And huge hands. Plus, he looked like he wouldn’t hold back.

If he whacked Immy, she likely wouldn’t sit down for a week.

Maeve was gaping up at him from her hospital bed. Immy couldn’t believe that her stalker had tracked her down and tried to drown her.

God. She felt ill.

Immy’s hair slipped into her face and she brushed it back impatiently. He had a dark beard and hair, and he was wearing a T-shirt so she could see the tattoos on his forearms.

He hadn’t really stopped frowning and he kept calling Maeve ‘girl.’ Which didn’t sound that nice, but it was kind of sexy when he did it.

Immy sighed dreamily.

The two of them were just perfect together.

“Immy stop staring at him like that,” Jenner muttered to her as he brushed her hair back and then tied it.

For some reason, he always carried around a hair tie in his pocket. She wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t like he had hair he needed to tie back.

Although it worked out well for her since her hair was always a giant mess.

“I can’t help it. He’s just so perfect for Maeve.”

“He keeps bossing her around,” Jenner grumbled.

“Oh, like you guys don’t?” she countered. They were speaking quietly while the others all scowled at Maeve’s guy who’d just discovered that she had a stalker.

“What stalker, girl?” he demanded before the door to the hospital room opened and a doctor walked in. As Maeve explained that she couldn’t remember anything, Immy felt tears threaten.

She tried to be brave for her friend, but this was all terrifying. Who would want to hurt Maeve? She was such a sweet person. It made no sense. The doctor checked her over, asking her questions.

“Have I got brain damage?” Maeve asked.

Immy couldn’t hold back a wounded noise as Jenner hugged her tight against him, her back to his chest.

The doctor went through a treatment plan before telling them that only one of them could stay. Maeve looked at them all in panic.