Page 65 of Eleven of a Kind

“Pot meet kettle.” I sneered.

“If you’re going to stand there and berate me, then you can just take your skinny ass and leave,” she said.

“Fine.” I grabbed my purse.

As I was just about to step out the door, Gabriel walked in and gripped my arms.

“Where are you going?”

“She told me to take my skinny ass and leave. So, I am.”

He let out a sigh and turned me around. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Who is that handsome man, Piper?” my mother asked.

“I’m Dr. Gabriel Kind, a friend of your daughter’s. It’s nice to meet you, Gloria.”

“Well, Dr. Kind, I wish it were under better circumstances. I must look a mess.”

“That’s an understatement.” I raised my brows as I stood there with my arms folded.

“Piper, please,” Gabriel said.

“You’re awake.” Grayson walked in. “How are you feeling, Ms. Primrose.”

“Tired, achy, and I have a killer headache. Who are you?”

“This is Dr. Grayson Kind, my twin brother,” Gabriel said.

“Two handsome doctors. How did I get so lucky,” my mother said. “When can I go home?”

“In a couple of hours. You need some rest, and I want you fully hydrated before I discharge you. Also, you’ll need someone to stay with you tonight.”

“You’ll stay at my place,” I said to my mother.

“No. I want to go home, Piper.”

“Too bad. You don’t get to decide this time.” I walked out of the room. “Can you drive me to her house?” I asked Gabriel.

“Let’s go.” He hooked his arm around me as we walked out of the ER.

“I’m sorry you have to see all of this,” I said.

“You have nothing to apologize for.” He reached over and grabbed my hand as he drove us to my mother’s house.

“Can you call your patient, the rehab center director, and find out if they can take her? She’s going whether she likes it or not.”

“Of course. I’ll look up his number when we get to the house.”

Gabriel called his patient while I threw away all the empty liquor bottles around the house and packed a small bag.

“Dustin said you can bring her tomorrow afternoon, and they’ll get her checked in.”

“Thank you, Gabriel.” I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest.

“You’re welcome.” His lips pressed against the top of my head.

After we picked my mother up from the hospital, Gabriel drove us back to my apartment.

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