“He is a friend, and that’s all he can be.”
“Oh, boy.” Shaun sighed.
Simon hooked his arm around me and pulled me into him. “See, here’s the thing, sis. You’re a Kind, and the one thing you need to know about this family is that we know everyone’s business. There isn’t one piece of information that is sacred in this family. I got you.” His grip around me tightened.
“What are you talking about?” I laughed.
“You’ll find out soon enough.” He kissed the side of my head. “Shit, I can’t believe we have two sisters. I’m already taking care of one, and now another.”
“I don’t need to be taken care of, Simon.” I looked at him.
“Yes, you do. You just don’t know it yet.”
“When are you going to tell Nick about us?” Shaun asked.
“I don’t know.”
“Let me give you a piece of advice. You better do it soon. Take it from experience. It’ll blow up in your face if you don’t.”
Nick
I was standing at the nurses’ station when Christian walked over.
“How did the surgery go?” I asked.
“It went well. Mr. Dansworth is going to be okay.” He smiled.
“Good. Sorry, you had to be called in on your day off,” I said.
“The life of a doctor, right?” A smirk crossed his lips.
“You know it.”
“We’re having a bonfire later. Why don’t you join us?” he asked as we walked down the hall.
“As much as I’d love to, Dr. Gray asked if I could cover part of his shift. I won’t even be getting off until eleven p.m.”
“Next time, then.” He patted my back. “How’s Claire?”
“She’s good,” I smiled. “I’m falling in love with her, Christian. After what Katrina did, I thought I’d never be able to trust another woman again, but with Claire, I do.”
“She’s a great woman. You know how I know that?”
“How?” The corners of my mouth curved upward.
“Charleigh and the girls already love her and are picky who they let into their circle. You picked a good one, my man.” He winked. “I’m heading home. Try not to work too hard.”
“I’ll try.” I chuckled. “See you later, Christian.”
My phone rang, and when I pulled it from my pocket, I saw my mother was calling. Sighing, I answered it.
“Hello.”
“Nick, it’s your mother.”
“I know, Mom. How are you?”
“I’m well. It’s been a while. How’s Los Angeles?”