Promise Rock 02 - Making Promises (MM) by Amy Lane

Author:Amy Lane [Lane, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Water?” he rasped. His mouth felt like powdered borax.

Benny nodded and brought him the little pitcher with the straw. He sipped, and then he gulped, and then he was too tired to do either. He fell back against the bed with a sigh.

“Where’d Mikhail go?” he asked, and he watched Benny shake her head.

“Shane, it’s Tuesday. He had to leave town yesterday.” Shane closed his eyes. Shit. Shit. And he never got to say goodbye. “Oh, God—I need to call…. What do you mean it’s Tuesday?”

Benny let out a tired laugh. “Do you know how much I hate hospitals?” she asked randomly. “Last year me, Deacon, Parry Angel—we were all in the hospital for a week. And then Crick got back, and we spent a week there in Virginia, trying to get him to come home. And you—feels like we’ve been here all week, you know? And Christmas is in, what? Six days? Damn, Shane. I’m so tired of you guys getting sick. It’s horrible. All these men, being my big brothers, and they’re all threatening to die on me. It’s really starting to piss me off.”

Shane blinked at her and tried to put it all together. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he muttered.

“Well, you did. You scared us all. Mikhail actually took a bus here the day before he left—he looked like hell. Andrew had to take him home and then he helped him pack because the guy was a wreck. And after all that, he managed to miss Deacon and Crick entirely. By the time he called us when your fever spiked, I don’t even think he was trying anymore. He just ended up here when they’d left, and he didn’t care. He probably would have walked through the gates of hell and bent over for the devil himself if it meant he didn’t have to leave you when you might die on him.”

Shane’s eyes were closing in spite of himself. “Call him,” he muttered. “Call him. Tell him I’m fine.”

“I’ll text him and tell him you’re awake,” she said irritably. “But I’m not saying you’re fine until you’re well enough to feed your own damn dogs. That pony-sized thing keeps trying to lick my face off—you really need to get better, you know?”

“How’re the cats?” he asked, smiling a little. He did miss Angel Marie. Hell, he missed them all.

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