Page 108 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
He smiled. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I ruined..."
"You didn't ruin anything. I'm just so glad you're awake."I'm so glad you came back to me.
We stared at each other in silence for a moment. I hadn't felt this content since our wedding. And I knew that James couldn't just walk out of the hospital right now. He'd have to recover. He needed to heal. A part of me wanted to tell him about the baby. But I wasn't sure how he'd react. Right now he needed to stay calm. So I let the perfect silence settle around us. I stared into his dark brown eyes and let everything slowly shift back to us. Back to the night when he was almost taken from me. Back to what I should have been feeling at that moment. I had this sense ofpeace. And I knew he had woken up because of me. And he knew I would have died without him. We didn't have to say anything at all. This moment was all that we needed.
"You should eat something," James finally said, breaking the silence.
I smiled. "I don't know how you're worried about me when you're the one with three bullet holes."
"I can barely feel it." He pressed his lips together. "But I could use some water."
"I'll go get you some."
"No, don't...please don't leave."
We locked eyes for another moment. I had no idea what it was like to be in a coma. Had he felt alone? Had he known I was by his side the whole time?
"I think there's a button somewhere." He nodded with his head toward the nightstand.
I reached over and pressed it. "I was with you the whole time, James. Except when they forced me to go shower and eat." I gave him a small smile.
"I know. I must be in major need of a shower."
"No, actually. They let me sponge bathe you."
"That's slightly demeaning." He raised his left eyebrow at me.
"The nurse offered to do it. But you're my husband. I don't want anyone else to see you naked."
"Your husband." He smiled. "Well, you did marry an older man. You better get used to it."
I laughed. "Not that much older than me."
He kissed my forehead. I took a moment to breathe in his scent. It was still diluted by hospital soap, but now that he was awake, it was almost like I could smell him again.
"I could feel it," he whispered. "I don't really know how to explain it. I just...I knew you were there. And I could feel that you needed me."
"You know that I always need you, James."
He kissed my forehead again. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so, so sorry."
Why did he keep trying to apologize? I thought about what Rob had said. That maybe James knew Isabella was going to try to hurt him. But before I could ask him, the nurse walked into the room.
She immediately frowned at me.
I sat up and stepped down off the bed.
"How are you feeling, hon?" the nurse asked.
"Thirsty. And tired."
"You need to let him get his rest," she said and looked at me.
James laughed and then coughed again.
She handed him a glass of water.
James took a long sip. "When can I get out of here?" He tried to sit up and clenched his teeth together.
