Page 16 of Sparrow's Grace

And then when his phone went off again, it was the fifth time it had gone off.

“Is there somewhere you need to be?” I asked him, hoping there wasn’t, but I wouldn’t be selfish.

No matter how much I wanted him to stay here with me.

He locked his eyes with mine and muttered, “Nah, nowhere else I’d rather be. And in case you’re wondering, those are from the brothers and probably a few ol’ ladies. I’m also single. Just FYI.”

I took in his entire statement, but only two things registered.

One, he was single.

And two, his five words.

Nowhere else I’d rather be.

Chapter 4

Zeke

I knew I was more than likely coming on too strong with her, but I just couldn’t help myself where she was concerned.

It was almost as if she had somehow dug into the deepest part of me and pulled this side of me out.

Fuck, I needed to tone myself down. It was way too soon for telling her that there was nowhere else I would rather be. Well, it wasn’t just those words, but it was in the context I had said them and the feeling I had put into those five simple words.

I… and that was when I heard her hiccup, and looking up at her face I was startled. “Hey, what has you crying so?” I asked the beautiful girl that had tears trailing down her cheeks that was laying on the hospital bed.

Here I was debating about how I was handling things and while I had been doing that, she had tears trailing down her cheeks.

“I broke my promise to my baby.” I wasn’t entirely sure what she was talking about, but I intended to find out.

“What promise, Angel?” I asked her as I used the pad of my thumb to brush the tears away.

“I vowed that I would never let them get hurt, and here I am a few weeks after I made that promise and I allowed them to get hurt.” More tears trailed silently down her cheeks at that.

And at that statement?

I now understand how the men in the MC that are taken feel.

Because of this protective quick-to-rile temper, I’m feeling now? Yeah, now I fucking feel it.

My gramps used to tell me all the time that the moment he laid eyes on my grams that he knew. He couldn’t describe the feeling in his gut. But just that he knew.

He knew she was the one. And they stayed together until, sadly, cancer took her from us, and him not even three days later.

The man was healthier than a horse.

The doctors couldn’t describe it, but we all knew that it was simple. He died from a broken heart.

I willed myself to calm down. What the hell was happening to me? My temper was easy to control. But apparently hearing this beautiful woman talk about how she failed her unborn child. It was almost more than I could take.

“Like hell you did. I’m the one that didn’t see you, Angel. That is all on me. Not you.”

Without another word, I moved my body onto her bed, carefully lifting her and placing her on my body. Because if we laid side by side, half of my body would be hanging off the side of the bed and I would be damned if she suffered through that.

Wrapping both my arms around her after she shifted, got comfortable and let out a sigh that was fucking adorable, yet it went straight to my dick.

Her chuckle filled the room.

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