Page 104 of Rebellion

Because Rogan was touching her?

Rogan didn’t snatch his hand away, though. He kept one hand under her elbow. As if he was worried she’d stumble again.

“I’m fine.”

Another noise from Colm. This one sounded like he was disagreeing with what she said. Rogan shot him another look.

“Her back was bad last night,” Colm said.

It was her time to frown at him. It wasn’t his right to say anything about her back.

“Do you need to get checked over by a doctor while you’re here?” Rogan asked. “Or I can arrange for my personal doctor to meet us back at my place.”

Well, she wouldn’t be going back there, so she didn’t think there was much point in that happening.

“No, thanks. I’m fine.”

Another grunt from Colm. She winced. He was going to give himself an ulcer from the effort it took not to say what he was thinking.

“Hmm,” was all Rogan said.

They reached Sacha’s room in the hospital. A mix of relief and dread filled her. She didn’t want to have to go in there and tell him about Oleg.

To explain why she’d been dating him... but she owed him that much.

He was going to be furious, though.

Please don’t let him stop loving me.

“Sofia? Are you all right?” Colm asked softly.

She suddenly realized that she’d just come to a stop.

Fuck.

This wasn’t acceptable. She was dropping her guard when she couldn’t afford to do that.

Pushing her shoulders back, she shored up what little of her defenses she had left and gave a nod before stepping forward toward the room.

Igor, one of her cousin’s men, opened the door for her and she stepped inside. Aleksandr glanced up at her, a look of relief and greeting on his face until he saw Rogan walk in behind her.

Followed by Colm and Cillian.

“What’s going on? Sofia? Are you all right?”

Viktor moved, so he stood between her and the other men as though he thought she needed protecting. Sacha eyed Rogan with suspicion. “What’s going on?”

“We need to talk,” Rogan said. “Something happened last night, and I’m afraid that you’re not going to like it.”

Colm couldn’t doanything but watch her. It was stupid. His job was to guard Rogan.

And yet, there could be a threat to Rogan’s life right now and he doubted he’d even notice.

All he saw was Sofia.

How pale she was. How she trembled slightly as she stood there, her shoulders back. She was trying so hard to keep everything locked down.

Her pain. Her fear.

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