Page 116 of Save Me

“O-kay…but that would mean…”

“Look,” he interrupted. “I know I have no right to ask anything of you. It’s been a lot of years and there are obviously a lot of hurt feelings, but…I want a chance to make it up to you.”

“Connor…”

But he wasn’t through. “If things hadn’t happened the way they did, you and I both know we’d be married now and have a family of our own.”

It was true, but it didn’t make it any easier to hear him say the words out loud.

“I want another chance, Ivy,” he said firmly. “I know I don’t have any right to ask and I have no idea what is even going on in your life right now, but I want you to know that I’d really like to make things up to you. To make things right.”

Holy. Crap.

Swallowing hard, Ivy tried to figure out how to even respond to him.

Did she want another chance? Could she possibly go there with him again? She’d barely survived him walking away once; there was no way she’d be able to do that again.

On top of that, she had a good life right now—a good job and…and…

Yeah, I’ve got nothing…

Basically she had a job she loved, her family and her friends, but she wasn’t living. It was something she had planned on thinking about during her staycation. A couple of weeks to just sort of relax and look at her life and see what she wanted to do from here.

You and I both know we’d be married now and have a family of our own…

It had always been what she wanted more than anything—to be a nurse and to be Connor Easton’s wife. And for the two of them to have babies. Oh, how she longed to have a baby of her own. A few of her friends had gotten married and were starting their families, and Ivy had figured she’d get her baby fix by being the fun aunt.

But what Connor was offering was everything she’d thought she lost.

Or wouldn’t have.

He was watching her with a serious gaze and no doubt trying to figure out what she was thinking.

“I…I don’t know what to say.” She forced the words out to buy herself some time. “That’s a lot to ask after all this time. I’m not sure I can give you an answer just yet.”

He sighed as he lay back against the pillows. “It’s okay, Ivy. I’ll wait. Hell, I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

“Connor…you have to know…”

The door opened as the doctor who had stitched him up came walking in. “Good news, Mr. Easton. Your scans are clear.”

“Oh, um…”

“You have a mild concussion, so you’ll need to rest and take it easy for the next several days. And if you continue to experience any pressure in your head, headache, confusion, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, slurred speech, amnesia, or fatigue, then you need to come back and see us, okay?”

He nodded.

“I’ll get your discharge papers ready and the nurse will be in with them shortly. Take care of yourself.”

Ivy pulled out her phone and was about to text Ryleigh when Connor spoke.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m letting Ryleigh know what’s going on, and…you know…we’ll need rides,” she explained. “We’ll need to let Jamie know that he needs to keep an eye on you and not let you sleep for too long. I’ll go over the instructions with him to make sure he understands.”

Connor reached out to stop her. “Can you just hold off on that for a minute?”

“Uh…sure.”

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