Page 503 of Hell Hath No Fury
I grinned, biting back a yawn. “Word.”
Harm laughed, kissing me quickly. “I’m gonna clean up real quick, then we’ll sleep.”
I nodded, but I didn’t remember anything after that, finding sleep within minutes.
* * *
Harm
Three weeks later, I walked into the club just as my phone buzzed in my pocket. I saw it was Lily calling which was unusual, so I answered. “Hey, Lil, what do I owe the—”
“Bryn passed out.”
My heart raced in my chest as I turned and headed back to my bike. “What the fuck?”
“She passed out here at work. They wheeled her down to emergency. She doesn’t know I called you, but I know you’d want to know. I can meet you when you get here.”
“Fuck. I’ll get there as soon as possible.”
I hung up and headed back up I-5. My mind inevitably turned back to Stella and the pain of losing her, but losing Bryn felt different, and a hell of a lot worse.
I broke every traffic law on the planet, but luckily wasn’t lit up, pulling into Legacy hospital twenty minutes later. I rushed to the emergency area to find Lily pacing the waiting area and as soon as she saw me, she waved me over.
“She’s awake,” she said. “I’ll show you.”
I followed her down the hall and into a private room where Bryn was sitting up in the middle of a hospital bed, all manner of monitors attached to her body, and she was arguing with a nurse, but stopped mid-sentence when I walked into the room.
“Harm?” She frowned. “What are you doing here?”
“Lily called me,” I said, rushing to her. “She said you passed out.”
“She didn’t need to call you.” She leaned around me and spoke directly to Lily. “It’s nothing. I just didn’t eat enough this morning.”
“Have you ever passed out like this before?” Lily asked.
“Yes, when I was pregn…” She gasped, pulling at her monitors, and swinging her legs off the bed. “Nope.”
I laid my hands on her hips and shook my head. “Do not move.”
Lily handed her a cup. “Pee.”
“I will do no such thing.”
She waved it at her. “Pee in the cup, Brynley, or I’ll make Harm hold you down and take blood from you.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” she growled.
“I absolutely would, and you know it.” She leaned down and whispered, “You’re now club business and we take care of our own, rules of the hospital and HIPAA be damned.”
I turned and grinned at the fierce little warrior standing beside me. “Nice one, Lil.”
Lily shoved the cup at Bryn again. “I’m coming in with you.”
“Oh my god, you are so lame.”
I helped Bryn slide off the bed, and Lily followed her into the bathroom. When they emerged, I wrapped an arm around Bryn and helped her back to the bed. Lily opened a drawer and pulled out a pregnancy test, dipping it in the sample before setting it on a paper towel, then removing her gloves.
“Now we wait,” she said. “I’m going to grab you some pudding. What flavor do you want?”
