Page 50 of The Last Thing
Wilson Decker has an unshakable hold on me. I’m in so much trouble.
Sophia is dozyand loopy as we get back to the apartment building.
I open doors for Deck, who is carrying her, while she intermittently mumbles.
They gave her corticosteroid cream and Benadryl, plus some pain meds, and her skin looks a lot better now. She’s also being sent for specialized allergy testing. Which is good, but if it’s skin sensitivity, it may not show anything.
I unlock Decker and Sophia’s apartment door and swing it open, then step to the side to let them through. When I don’t follow Deck in, he turns back to me.
“Did you need anything else? Want me to pick you up some food?”
He stares at me for a beat. “No. There are leftovers. Do you have enough?”
“I got fries at the hospital, and my freezer is full of ice cream. Plus, I have a few other things that sound okay to my stomach.”
“Okay. I guess I should…” He nods toward the hallway of his apartment.
“Yeah. Call if you need anything. Or if she does. Okay?”
“Will do.”
We stare at each other for a beat longer. I can tell he wants to ask me to stay. But unless he needs something, I can’t do it. I have to put some space between us before I do something stupid.
Like break my cardinal rules and get tangled up with him.
“Have a good night, Hallie.”
“Night. Keep me updated on how she’s doing.”
“I will.”
One more agonizing moment passes between us, then he closes the door.
I let out a rush of air, then turn to my own apartment, my heart beating too fast.
My mind spins as I walk inside and collapse on the couch.
What am I doing?
I have no idea.
All I know is that I’m screwed because the more I get to know Deck, the more time we spend together, the harder it is to ignore the steady thrum of desire for him welling inside me. That desire is so much more than physical.
IwantDeck in every way, and that’s a dangerous place to be.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
WILSON
Exhausted is nota strong enough word for what I am right now.
Getting that call from Hallie yesterday afternoon gave me a nice preview of what a heart attack is like.
Not a fan.
I’m grateful Sophia was okay. Even more grateful that Hallie was there and diligent. Not that I’m surprised. Most of the time I see Hallie’s playful side or her guardedness, but she has a calm, commanding side too.
I needed that calm yesterday. Sophia did too. And after the doctor got her set up with all the medications, Hallie kept Soph laughing and entertained—until the meds kicked in and Soph started getting sleepy.
