Page 103 of His to Protect

“We’ll be there soon.”

I didn’t know if she heard me. I just knew she’d hung up.

My eyes went to Declan’s and his hands came to my shoulders. “What happened?”

I shook my head, already feeling more tears in my eyes. “Skateboard accident on the hill outside Chelsea’s house. It sounds bad, Declan.”

“He’ll be okay.” He pulled me to his chest and hugged me. “He’ll be okay.”

I didn’t think the second statement was for me.

I figured he was more trying to reassure himself.

“We need to go,” I told him. His arms squeezed me tight before he let me go and I grabbed my purse.

I pulled the strap over my shoulder, entwined my fingers with Declan’s, and followed him out of the restaurant to his truck.

And then I prayed the entire way.

Because I knew…I knew that based on what Chelsea told me over the phone…it would take a miracle for Derrick to be okay.

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