Smolder: The Wildwood Series by Karen Erickson

Author:Karen Erickson [Erickson, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-06-20T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“SLOW DOWN, WREN. I can’t understand what you’re saying.” Delilah paused, letting her friend babble on for a minute before she interrupted her again. “Your mom? Is she okay?” Her heart felt like it had crawled up into her throat as she listened. “What happened?” Delilah clutched her phone close to her ear, listening as Wren took a deep, sobbing breath. “You’re scaring me,” she murmured.

“It’s M-Mom. She f-fainted,” Wren stuttered out.

Now Delilah’s heart threatened to jump out of her throat, it was thumping so hard. “Where are you? Is she okay? Did you take her to the hospital? Where’s Lane?”

Wren blew out a harsh breath. “We’re at the emergency room. We went to see her, Lane and I. She was fixing us iced tea one minute and then collapsed on the ground the next. She woke up for like, a minute, and said she’d stood up too fast but then she passed out again. Lane couldn’t rouse her so he called for an ambulance.”

“Have either of you spoke to a doctor yet? Do you know her condition?”

“No. Not yet. We’re in the waiting room now.” A baby started to cry in the background, as if on cue. “This place is a nightmare,” Wren whispered. “I guess there was an accident on the lake earlier this afternoon so the wait is extra long.”

“Shit. I’ll come see you right now.” Delilah rose from her couch and slipped on her flip-flops before she went in search of her purse and car keys. “I can be there in fifteen minutes.”

“You don’t mind? I called Harper but she’s out of town with her grandma.”

“Of course I don’t mind.” Delilah found her purse in her bedroom, discarded on the floor. Her keys were on her dresser, and she snatched them up, making a face at her reflection in the mirror. She looked a wreck with her hair in a messy bun on top of her head and mascara smeared beneath her eyes. Forget it. Who cared? She wasn’t going to the emergency room to impress anyone. “Lane’s still with you, right?”

“Yes.” Wren sniffed. “He’s getting irritated at me for crying too much,” she admitted in a low whisper.

“Men don’t like crying.” Especially Gallagher men. She recalled West wasn’t a fan of the water works either. “It makes them feel helpless.”

“Well, he’s being a jerk.” Wren sniffed again. “Holden’s on his way though. He should be here any minute.”

“What about your dad?”

“He’s out of town. We can’t get a hold of him.” Wren’s voice was cold. Their father was never around. “West is out on a call and he’s not off shift for another few days, so he couldn’t make it if he wanted to. Though he did ask us to keep him posted.”

“Okay, hold tight. I’ll be there soon, I promise.” Delilah exited the house, locking the door before she darted to her car and got inside.

“Thanks, Dee. I appreciate it. I need someone who’ll hold my hand, not bite it off with every word,” Wren said irritably.

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