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“One more thing.”
I turned to Peter. “Yeah?”
“You are good for Ethan. I hope you two make it.”
My lips curled upward. “I do, too.”
I climbed out of the car, then ran inside the hospital.
Once my parents arrived, I informed them Jordan was in surgery. I felt relieved to learn Ethan was the surgeon operating on my brother. My dad sat between my mother and me, holding us in his arms.
I glanced at the door. Ethan stood at the waiting room entrance holding his powder-blue cap. His curly hair laid perfectly on his head. His sad crystal-blue eyes stared into mine briefly before meeting my parents’. His standoffish demeanor unsettled me. I didn’t understand why he was being distant. After learning my brother had pulled through, I didn’t care about him trying to keep his distance. I needed my man to hold me in his arms. And he did just that. I loved this man. He had a heart of gold. Ethan had put his life on the line for my brother. My mother sensed our connection. She knew Ethan was the man taking care of me as of late. I’m thankful for this handsome kind-hearted man.
I followed Ethan into a private room to talk. I was afraid he was ending our new relationship. I wondered if my brother’s dangerous life was too much for him. Ethan explained he could get in trouble and possibly lose his job for operating on my brother. An overwhelming sense of guilt filled me.
Hurt glimmered in his eyes. I understood we needed to keep our relationship a secret while my brother was a patient at Mass General.
My heart raced when Harper stepped into the room. Of all the people to catch Ethan and I planning to keep our relationship a secret it, had to be Harper. To say he was upset was an understatement. I thought he was jealous of Ethan. Harper hadn’t had the chance to date me. Ethan had snatched that opportunity away from Harper. His bitterness spoke volumes with him threatening to run to the board to inform them of the boundaries Ethan had crossed. I had no intentions of leaving Ethan. I didn’t care if he could never be a doctor again, I’d be right there, standing tall at my man’s side.
I hovered over my brother’s hospital bed, stroking his handsome chocolate face. Despite all the tubes running in and out of his body, I could see my hard-headed brother through it all. I prayed he made a full recovery. Ethan circled around the hospital bed, checking every machine. He made the necessary adjustments needed to the medication pumping into Jordan’s veins.
“Malaysia,” Ethan called from across the room standing with his back to the door.
“Yes.”
“I need to step out for a moment. I will inform the nurse she can escort your parents to Jordan’s room.”
I walked over to him, raising his blue uniform scrub shirt. I brushed my soft fingers over the purple and blue bruises on his muscled chest. He winced.
“Ethan, shouldn’t you get the bruise checked out? You were shot after all,” I whispered, staring into his eyes.
He tugged my coily hair, flashing his pearly white teeth.
“The vest took most of the abuse. It’s just a bruise.”
“Ethan, take care of the bruise and please get some rest.” I ran my hands along his waist.
“I’ll rest when you come home.”
A chill ran through my body. I never had a man care for me the way Ethan did.
“I know you aren’t going to leave your brothers side. Tomorrow morning, I’ll return with a clean change of clothes for you.”
I smiled. “I want so much to kiss you.”
His beautiful eyes marveled at my face. “I want to kiss and hold you in my arms. I don’t plan on ever letting you go, Malaysia.”
“Good, that makes two of us.”
He smiled, then disappeared out of the room.
I walked over to the window. I admired Ethan’s sexiness in his blue scrubs while he conversed with the nurse on duty, then signed papers. The sexy bad-ass brain surgeon was all mine.
I sat at my brother’s side holding his hand. He breathed with the assistance of the machines. It was hard to see my brother helpless and unconscious. “Do you remember when you were five? You asked me to my prom? I asked you why. You said because we always have fun together. I hugged you so tight. I miss taking you to the park when you were little. I wish I hadn’t gone away to college, leaving you to be the only child. Maybe things would have been different.” I sniffled wiping my tears.
“Malaysia.”
I turned to my mother as she and my father entered the room.
