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Effie and Grady were among the last of them to get there.
Millie was surrounded by friends, all the support she could need, but all she wanted was Spike.
Her best friend. Her Daddy.
The door to the waiting room opened again and a frazzled-looking doctor walked in. He glanced around. “Uh, I’m looking for the family of Quillon Lochlin?”
She jumped up again, breathing through her nausea and dizziness. “Yes? I’m . . . I’m his girlfriend.”
“And I’m his brother-in-law,” Damon said.
The doctor blinked at them both. His gaze moved over her outfit. Right. She’d forgotten that she had her Easter dress on. Well, screw him if he didn’t like it. But he simply turned his gaze to everyone else. “Well, if you could both follow me to my office we can speak alone.”
“You can speak here,” she said, desperate to hear what he had to say.
“Ahh, the patient’s privacy?—”
“Just do what she said,” Damon demanded, his hand moving to her lower back in support.
“Yes,” Andrey yelled. “Do it or I pull your insides out of your ass.”
The doctor’s eyes widened as he glanced over at Andrey.
“Ignore him,” Reverend Pat said, whacking Andrey around the back of his head.
“Right, well, um. As I’m sure you know, Mr. Lochlin was in a car accident. He was rendered unconscious. He’s had an MRI and it showed that there is no bleeding on his brain or swelling. He’s bruised and sore, but he’s now awake and asking for Millie, which I assume is you?”
“Y-yes, that’s me. He’s really going to be all right?”
The doctor’s face softened. “He is. We’ll keep him overnight for observation, but I’m confident he’ll be able to go home tomorrow. You’ll need to keep him quiet for a few days. He shouldn’t be stressed or spend too much time on his phone or other screens. His brain needs rest. But yes, he’s fine.”
“I can . . . can I see him?”
“Uh, yes. But just two people.” He eyed everyone in the room again.
“You and Damon go,” Grady said to her. “Effie and I will take Reverend Pat and Andrey home.”
“We’ll all go too,” Duke said. “Give you some time with him. But, Millie, you let us know if you need anything, understand?”
She nodded gratefully, waving goodbye to everyone. Damon said goodbye to Effie and Grady. Then he took her hand as they followed the doctor to a private room.
As soon as she stepped into the room, a sob escaped. She tried to hold it back. She really did. The last thing she wanted was to upset Spike. But she just couldn’t help it.
Seeing him lying there on the bed, looking so bruised and in pain . . . it was killing her.
“Millie,” he groaned.
The room was dark. There was just a small light on in the bathroom. But she could still see that his face was etched tight with pain.
“Oh, Spike,” she said quietly.
“Come here, baby doll.” He held out his hand and she rushed to his side, taking hold. “I’m all right, baby.”
She nodded, aware that there were tears sliding down her face. She had to get herself under control. Had to be brave and strong for him.
It was so freaking hard, though.
This was Spike. The man she loved more than anything.
