Page 150 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"Aw, Penny. We've missed you. When we got the phone call we were both so worried. If Brendan hadn't been here to tell us what happened, I would have gotten in a fist fight with that incompetent doctor."
My dad laughed.
"I'm so sorry," I mumbled into her shoulder. "I just..."
"It's okay, Pen." My dad said. "Just try to be more careful in the future. You're going to worry us to death."
I laughed and unwound from my mom's hug. I eyed my jacket on the chair again. "Can I have my jacket?"
"If you're cold we can get you some more blankets." She patted my back.
"I just need my jacket."
My dad walked over and grabbed it off the back of the chair and handed it to me. I put my hand in one empty pocket and then the other. The envelope was missing. "How long have I been here?" For a brief second I thought I had lost my mind. Maybe I had made Professor Hunter up.
"Just a few hours, sweetie."
That wasn't enough time to create such wonderful memories. I bit my lip. Or such painful ones. I hadn't made him up. There was no way. It felt like I was going insane. "Is Brendan here?"
"He's waiting outside," my dad said.
"Can I talk to him? To thank him?"
"Of course. We'll give you two a moment." My dad walked over to the door and gestured for my mom to follow. She leaned down and squeezed my arm before following my father out of the room.
I heard them talking in the hallway. A second later there was a knock on the door and Brendan walked in. A smile broke over his face.
"Well you look a million times better."
I bit my lip. "I passed out, huh?"
"You did."
"I guess it was good that you were stalking me, then."
He laughed and sat down next to me on the side of my bed. "I wouldn't say that I was stalking you."
"Then what would you call it?"
"Looking out for a friend. You weren't in great shape when we were talking." He shrugged his shoulders. "I was worried about you."
"I'm glad you were stalking me."
"Yeah, me too. Hey, move over."
"Brendan..."
"I've been sitting in an uncomfortable chair out there for hours. I want to lay down too. So scoot."
I slid over and he immediately laid down next to me on his side. He put his hand under his head and propped himself up on his elbow so that he could look down at me. "Your parents seem nice."
I laughed. "It's kind of weird that you met my parents."
"Why?"
"I don't know." I rolled onto my side to face him. "I've never introduced them to someone that I was dating. Not that we're dating, obviously. We kissed though. So it's a little strange."
He laughed. " Well, I think they like me."
