Page 39 of Wolfish
“He’s in room four. Doc removed the bullet, and Daniel might be sleeping now. But you’re welcome to go in and see him.”
They headed for Daniel’s room, where they found he was sleeping soundly.
“I’ll sit with him,” Selena said.
“Let us know when he’s awake,” Meghan said.
“I will.” Selena sat on the chair next to the bed and took hold of Daniel’s hand and squeezed. “I’m here for you. And I’m staying with you until you heal up.” However, he might not be able to protect her if he couldn’t fire his weapon. Then again, she could use hers to protect him. Peter might disagree.
9
Daniel woke up with a start and found his angel was sitting there, holding his hand. He glanced around and realized he was in the hospital. Then he remembered being shot and howling for help. Aww, hell, he planned to bake chocolate chip cookies and win his she-wolf back over dinner.
“Hey,” he said. “You are a sight for sore eyes.” He felt they were kindred spirits.
“You found their car but didn’t take backup.” Selena was scolding him like he had scolded her for following the black Mazda without backup in the first place.
“I don’t want you to move out of my house.” He wanted to get that out of the way first.
“You wanted me to look for a home of my own.”
“You’re too precious to me. I had assumed that if you stayed with me instead of getting an apartment for a month, you would have enough time to decide I was yours as you are mine, and forget looking for a house. I wasn’t about to let you go.”
Tears streaked her cheeks. “I thought you were ready for me to stay with someone else.”
He wiped away her tears, choked up a little. “I thought that was what you wanted, and I wasn’t going to force the issue. Then Peter threw me a curveball: he said he would watch over you at the shop while I continued searching for information on the brothers. I planned to be there for you during the day at least.”
“I didn’t want to stay with anyone else.”
He smiled. “Then we’re thinking along the same line.”
She bent toward him, her mouth seeking his. With his uninjured arm, he drew her against his chest in a fierce hold. “I had planned to have dinner with you tonight.”
She frowned at him. “Where? At the Silver Town Tavern? Ohmigod, that was a setup.” She smiled, amused.
“Friends help friends. They knew I had said the wrong thing to you. Meghan straightened me out and wanted me to smooth things over with you. I was going to make you some chocolate chip cookies, but figured I had to do it after dinner.”
She chuckled. “I had such a lovely time with you the first time I was at the tavern with you. I kept wishing you were there. Wait, is that why there were only two tables there for us to use, one for Peter and Meghan, and one for us?”
“That was the plan. I was supposed to be there first, and you would have to choose between sitting with me and sitting with them. I was hoping you would sit with me.”
“I had to admit I thought I would be sitting by myself unless a bachelor male came over and asked to join me. But none of them did. They just smiled and didn’t come over to the table at all.”
Daniel laughed, but that hurt his injured arm.
“What? Don’t tell me, they were told not to approach me.”
“They knew we are a couple. They wouldn’t encroach unless they knew for sure that we weren’t a couple any longer.”
“And that would have been assured if I had shown up and had dinner with you. But what if I had sat with Peter and Meghan instead?”
“Same thing. They’d still know I wasn’t giving up on you.”
She smiled. “Yeah.” Then she got serious. “But then you got shot. How are you feeling?”
“Dragged out, sore. I can’t lie about it.”
“So what happened exactly?”
