“I’ve seen how he looks at you. I would love to have someone look at me that way. He loves you. He’s head over heels—just like you.” She left the chair and patted his shoulder. “Relax. You’re good. It’ll be fine.”
“Thanks.” He mulled over what she’d said. She was right. Still, he couldn’t deny the fear. He hadn’t liked the media showing up at the shelter wanting to get quotes about Liam. The fans weren’t so bad, but could be pesky.
If he loved Liam, he could deal with the irritations now. Liam was worth the wait.
His phone rang. Liam. “Hey, you,” Stone said. “Where are you?”
“I’m leaving the hospital,” Liam said. “I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier.”
“Wait. Why are you leaving the hospital?” His heart hammered. “Liam, what happened? Do you need me to get you? I’m on my way.” He scrambled out of the chair. “Give me ten minutes.”
“Stone, stop.”
“Stop?” He froze. “How can you tell me to stop?”
“Because I’m about to leave.”
“I’ll come get you.”
“I have my SUV.”
“I don’t understand.” The last he knew, the vehicle had been impounded.
“Are you at the shelter?”
“Yes, but I can leave. Amy’s here and I will drop everything for you.”
“I’m almost there.”
He leaned against the counter. “Liam. Are you safe to drive?”
“I don’t know, but I’m here,” Liam said. His headlights brightened the lobby. Within seconds, he strode through the main doors. “Hi.”
“Liam.” He rounded the desk and threw his arms around Liam. “What happened?”
“May I sit? Can we use the cattery?”
“Sure.” He joined Liam in the privacy of the smaller room. The cats roamed about and curled around Stone’s ankles. Adrenaline flowed through Stone’s veins. “Talk to me.”
“Take a breath.” Liam settled on the rocking chair. “I did the interview with Remy. It went so well. He’s fantastic. After that, I posted the statement to my social media and sent the email to the studio.”
“I like Remy,” Stone said. “What about the studio?”
“Well, the statement is all over social media. I made the big search engines and have been inundated with requests from the news media to make a statement to them. Some fans are happy with me coming out. Some aren’t, but some are behind me.” He shrugged and offered a weak smile.
“And the studio?” Christ, he had to settle down.
“Dropped my ass like hot lead.”
“Liam.” He sank onto the counter. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I liked the character, but I’d rather be true to me.”
“But acting is your passion.”
“It is,” Liam said. “The thing is, that studio did dump me, but another called. Rainbow Films makes projects across the spectrum. It’s a hot place to work.”
“And?”