Page 45 of Dreaming of You

"Thank you," she said, giving the doctor a grateful smile. Then she glanced at Barrett. "My grandfather lives about fifteen minutes away—in the Berkeley Hills. I can give you the address if you want to map it."

"I can tell him how to get there. I haven't lost my mind, Katie," her grandfather said.

"Okay then." She looked at Barrett. "I really appreciate this."

"Why don't you give me your number? I'll check in with you later."

He pulled out his phone and punched in her number, then helped her grandfather to his feet.

"You'll call me if she wakes up at all, right?" her grandfather asked again.

"I promise."

He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Katie."

"You're more than welcome."

She let out a breath as she watched them leave. While Barrett didn't have a hand on her grandfather, he walked right next to him, in case he needed any kind of support. She'd thought she'd hated Barrett. He'd caused her nothing but problems since he'd moved into the building, but he'd also helped her make favors when her fingers were out of whack and tonight he'd been incredibly supportive. She'd never felt like she'd had anyone but her grandparents who were really in her corner, but tonight she'd had him.

But she couldn't let herself take this all too far…not even in her own head,she told herself. Barrett was a gentleman. He'd been raised to treat people well. She couldn't start thinking it was more than just good manners, could she?

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