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“Watson.” I squeezed past two nurses and rushed to the door. He was awake, eyes wide, and confusion was written all over his face. But the moment he locked in on me, his face lit up. Like he was happy to see me.
“We stepped away for lunch. I didn’t think... crap.” I couldn’t move.
He looked like shit with bruises and cuts all over his body from the second car crash, but his eyes, they hadn’t left mine.
“I was confused. You weren’t here. They said I was in an accident. At first, I thought you might have been in the car with me, that maybe you were hurt, too, but they said I was by myself.” Watson lifted his arm, but a nurse pushed it down. “He’s my fiancé. You can let him in.”
Fiancé? Wait a second. “Watson, what do you remember?” I felt a hand nudge at my back. Someone, it sounded like Killian, telling me to go. He must have followed right behind me from the cafeteria.
“Baby, please come here,” Watson whispered, and when I got close enough, he reached for my hand. He laced his fingers through mine. “I remember everything.” His eyes looked heavily medicated.
I wanted to go to him, only the words he said to me echoed in my mind. “Everything? Watson, what does that mean?”
“Sir, you need to give us some room.” One of the nurses tried to push me away.
“He fucking stays with me,” Watson growled.
The nurse shook her head. “Mr. Brooks.” She reached for our hands.
“No!” Watson tried to pull me toward him.
I squeezed his hand. “It’s okay. I’ll be right outside the door, I promise,” I assured him.
“Holt, no,” Watson whimpered. “Don’t leave me again.”
But then the nurses and doctors were moving me out of the way, and I could hear Watson begging me to stay with him. The sound of his voice was heartbreaking, but I couldn’t get in the way of the staff trying to make sure he was all right. He had just woken up from a coma after a serious accident. They needed to check him over first.
“I know.” Matthias pulled me into a hug. “I’m glad I got here when I did, because I know my fiancé wasn’t going to be able to give you the affection you so desperately need right now.”
“Babe, I’m so jealous right now, you’re lucky I don’t rip Holt’s arms off. You’re not funny.” Killian grunted as I hugged Matthias back.
I started to move away, but Matthias wouldn’t let me. “He’s kidding. He knows we’re friends.” But when I looked up at Killian, he looked absolutely jealous as hell.
“I’m okay,” I assured them both, but that was a lie. My stomach was in knots. The sound of Watson pleading with me not to leave him was all I could hear, and I felt like I was going to burst into tears at any moment.
Killian nodded. “Sure, Holt, you’re fine. That’s why you look like you might shit yourself.” He nudged my arm. “He’s awake. That’s the important thing.”
“HOLT!” Watson screamed my name. I peeked into the room, and he was staring right at me.
“You can come back in now. We’re almost done,” the same nurse told me. “He’s pretty out of it now with the medication, but he keeps asking for you.” She gave me a soft smile.
Right... me. Watson wanted me. I slowly moved into the room, feeling Watson’s eyes as they followed my every step. His hand instantly reached for me, and I took it.
“What happened?” His voice was hoarse, something I hadn’t noticed before.
“You had more than one accident,” I heard myself answer. “One on the track and then this one in your own car.”
Watson nodded. “Yeah, I remember that. I remember... Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit.” His eyes went round. “I fucked up. Oh, I fucked up so bad.” He dropped his head against the pillow. “Holt, you know I love you. I didn’t it mean it. I didn’t mean any of it.”
Tears spilled down my cheeks. “Fuck, Watson.” I buried my face into his neck, not caring who saw or what they said. When his arms wrapped around me, it felt like everything slipped back into place. His big hands rubbed my back while I cried, and when I climbed up onto the bed with him, not one person tried to stop me.
“That’s better,” Watson murmured. “This is where you belong, H. Right here by my side.”
“Look who finally got their shit together.” Killian’s voice filled my ears, but I kept myself tucked against Watson. I never wanted to be away from him again.
“Kill, maybe we can give them a little privacy?” Matthias suggested.
Watson kept rubbing circles into my back until I was done crying and then lifted my face to look at him. “You still love me?” he asked.
