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RHETT

Rhett felt Jacob’s eyes on him.

Rhett didn’t want to push, but Jacob was a detective through and through. “You went back to the school. Did you see anyone there?”

Morgan’s face pinched with pain. “I… I can’t remember.”

“That’s enough, Jacob.” Rhett glared at him over his shoulder. “Leave it alone.”

“Don’t you want to find out who did this to her?”

Rhett felt his teeth clench together and a muscle tick in his jaw.

Morgan’s fingers moved across his cheek, soothing the tension. “Jacob’s already working the case. He’s just trying to help.”

She tried to sit up higher on the bed and winced at the pain.

“Careful, honey. You have a cast on your arm.”

“A cast on my- Oh, I have a cast on my arm!”

Rhett picked up her hand and lifted it to his mouth, tenderly kissing her fingertips. “You probably don’t feel the pain because of the meds they have you on. It’ll ache soon enough, Morgana. Enjoy the medicine while it lasts.”

She smiled at him. “I’m enjoying having you care for me.”

Jacob moved back from the bed. “Gross. My friend and my little sister.”

Morgan laughed, smiling at the whole situation. “Get over it, big brother. I’ve finally got the man of my dreams, you won’t sour it for me.”

“I won’t let him.” Rhett leaned in and kissed her again. “And if you think I’m letting you out of my sight ever again-”’

“HA!” Jacob clapped his hands together. “This is great! She moves thousands of miles away from me and ends up with another brother!”

Rhett and Morgan turned to look at him, but it was Morgan that spoke. “I’m going to kick your butt when I get out of this bed if you don’t take that back!”

Jacob held up both of his hands in surrender. “Fine… fine. Besides, I’m looking forward to Palmer here getting his act together and putting a ring on your finger I don’t know if I’m okay with my sweet, innocent sister shacking up with a firefighter.”

Morgan sagged back against the cushions on the bed and sighed. “He’s also an EMT so don’t mess with him, brother dear. And I’m not so innocent.” She grinned at Rhett. “Anymore.”

Jacob sank down into a chair near the wall. “Oh god…”

Rhett smiled at Morgan. “He asked for that, sweetheart. But I am going to put a ring on your finger. I love you.”

Tears gathered on her lower lashes. “I love you, too, Palmer. Thank you for being there when I needed you most.”

Rhett turned her hand so that her palm covered his heart. “Thanks for sticking with me, Morgana. Thank you.”

He stayed there, holding her hand against his heart until long after she fell asleep.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

MORGAN

They’d kept her in the hospital for a day to make sure that all of her tests came back clear. Her memory, Doctor Lewis said, would either come back or not.

It was disconcerting to say the least. She had a gap in her head where several hours should be. She didn’t recall hitting her head and there weren’t any medical signs that she’d sustained an injury to her head that might have caused memory loss.

She’d talked it through with Palmer and while she knew there were a number of causes of memory loss that had nothing to do with injuries, none of the information made her feel any better.

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