Rekindled by Susan Scott Shelley

Author:Susan Scott Shelley [Shelley, Susan Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Susan Scott Shelley
Published: 2015-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Adam strode down the hospital hallway with Gemma at his side, her hand clasped in his. The stale scent of coffee and antiseptic lingered in the air. He hated the thought of his father—the man he'd idolized growing up, the man who'd taught him everything he knew about baseball—being sidelined by a weakening heart. He clenched his jaw against the flash of helplessness. This was one more thing he couldn't fix.

Speculating on what could be wrong wouldn't help anything. He needed to keep calm so he could develop a game plan for later. No matter what happened with baseball, his family would come first. He'd make sure he provided whatever his dad needed.

Jocelyn met them in the hall. "Dad seems to be okay. The doctors are running tests."

Her voice was calm and even, but her hands twisted together and her features pinched in worry. Grasping Gemma's hand tighter, Adam steeled himself for the worst and entered the room.

His father lay propped up in the bed, watching the TV. His coloring looked paler than normal. He gestured with the remote control. "My ticker better not be acting up again. I have a business to run."

"We'll take care of things for you, Dad, don't worry. How are you feeling?"

"The hospital doesn't carry a sports package. I'll miss the Maine and Ohio game tonight." In other words, he felt fine.

Adam's muscles relaxed. The breath he'd held released. "I'll bring you the game highlights tomorrow."

"I'd better be home by then."

One of the nurses came in, pushing a cart. Her yellow scrubs and warm smile brightened the sterile, white room. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you all to wait in the hall for a minute."

Jocelyn glanced from Gemma to Adam. "I'm going on a coffee run. We’ll be here a while."

Adam walked with Gemma to the empty waiting room at the end of the hall. When her fingers shifted against his, he realized he hadn't let go of her hand since they'd entered the hospital. She probably needed a break. With monumental effort, he released his hold. And instantly felt the loss.

He needed her. Her touch. Her presence. Her support.

"I hate seeing him like this." Restlessness carried him to the window. The gray, overcast sky fit his mood perfectly.

"I know. I do, too." Gemma's soft voice matched the light touch she placed on his arm. "He'll be fine. He's a tough guy, like you."

"You're pretty tough yourself."

"No, I'm not." She wrapped her arms around her middle and walked to the center of the room. "This room reminds me too much of when you were in the hospital. The colors are the same."

His brows knitted together. The team had released a few photos of him smiling and holding a get-well card signed by the fans. But he'd been in his hospital bed, not the waiting room.

Her chest rose and fell with a deep breath. She turned and paced a few steps, then turned back to face him. "You don't know what it was like, watching them cart you off the field on a stretcher.

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