Page 74 of Wild Card

She jerks, her attention swinging my way.

“I heard her voice.”

My own anger boils and I pin Stacy with a glare that has her gulping. “Don’t know the history here, don’t particularly care, but it’s evident you aren’t welcome. You disrupted her with this bullshit in the middle of the night. Now we have a problem.”

I slice my eyes to Sterling. “You can handle this?”

He tips his chin so I slip back into the room, lifting Willow and carrying her back to bed.

“How are you feeling?”

“Like a pincushion.”

“Understandable, you took a lot of pricks today.”

Her complexion is slightly flushed, and I scan over her for any other signs of distress.

“My throat feels better and the pain in my abdomen is more of a muscle ache. Like I worked out for the first time in forever.”

“That’s all good.”

“How long has it been?”

I check my watch. “It’s been six hours since your peanut dosage.”

“And no problems.”

“Agreed, but I’m not a doctor.”

“Me neither, but I know enough that is a long time for no reaction. I don’t think I’m allergic to peanuts.”

“Let’s err on the safe side for a while. Can I get you anything?”

She lies back and blows out a frustrated breath. “I want a shower and my pajamas back. This hospital gown is awful.”

If that’s what she wants, then that’s what she’ll get. Without a word, I lift her again and take her to the bathroom where her things are. “I’m not sure a shower is a good idea, but we can get you changed.”

“The nurse will be pissed.”

“Then let her be pissed.”

This earns me a small grin and she wiggles to get down. After a few seconds, she points to the door.

I stay put, crossing my arms.

Her eyes widen. “You can’t help me change.”

“Why not?”

“B-b-b-because,” she stammers, her mouth opening and closing. “Because it’s not appropriate.”

I bite my tongue to stop from grinning. “I disagree. Now that our relationship is moving forward, I can definitely help you change.”

“This will be the shortest relationship in history if you don’t get out of here.”

“Not leaving you alone.”

“My dad will either have a stroke or kill you.”

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