Red's Hot Cowboy by Carolyn Brown

Author:Carolyn Brown [Brown, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 1402253613
Amazon: B0057H76V2
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2011-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Wil refused to let her in the kitchen after supper so she made an excuse to go up to the bathroom again. She was still pondering over whether she was really getting ready to settle down when her foot hit the top step but the back part missed. One minute she was poised with her head held high and one arm on the banister. The next she was tumbling backward, sparkling diamonds on her hip pockets blinking like twinkle lights on a Christmas tree. She grabbed at the banister, at the wall, and even tried to clutch a handful of air to slow her down, but she only went faster and faster until she hit bottom and stopped with a thud and everything went black.

Wil heard her scream and made it to the staircase a split second after she hit bottom. He’d reached for his cell phone attached to his belt and fumbled with the snap, cussing the whole time until his shaking hands could get it out. Only seconds had passed from the time she hit bottom until he dialed 911, but it seemed like hours and hours. The dispatcher told him to stay on the line with the paramedics and keep them updated as they drove from the Henrietta hospital to the ranch.

He sat down beside her, afraid to touch her, dying to pick up her head and lay it in his lap, hold her close to his chest, check the back of her head for blood… something… anything but wait and do nothing.

“Shit!” Pearl opened her eyes.

“Don’t move. Whatever you do, don’t move,” Wil said.

“Why?”

“Paramedics are on the way and you aren’t to do anything until they get here.”

“But my leg is twisted up under me and going to sleep,” she said.

“They’re turning down the lane,” he said.

“Nothing is hurt but my pride,” she argued.

“Red, please be still,” Wil begged.

She looked up at the worried expression on his face and forced herself to be as still as possible.

“Wil, honest, nothing hurts. I’m fine,” she reassured him.

Wil kept the paramedics informed of everything she said but they told him not to move her at all. By that time they were on the porch and coming through the door with a stretcher, bags of equipment, and an apparatus to stabilize her neck.

“I’m not hurt. I don’t want to go to the hospital,” she argued.

“Oh, yes, you are going to the hospital. You could have a fracture somewhere or a busted spleen or any of a dozen things. You’re going for an MRI and I’m going with you.” Wil reached down and laced his fingers in hers.

“But how will we get home?” she asked.

“Sir, it’s only a few miles. Drive your vehicle in case she’s released later tonight,” the paramedic said.

He nodded. “I’ll be right behind you.”

By the time she was loaded into the ambulance, her head began to hurt and things were slightly blurry, not totally unlike the night they’d had the shot contest. Not really unfocused, yet the edges were soft like one of those pictures where nothing is truly sharp and clear.

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