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“Dan . . . Mrs. Y . . . False wall.”
“Victor will get them, baby.”
“Scott!” she cried.
“Shh, he’s alive. He got shot in the chest, so it’s serious, but he’s alive. Come on, baby. Stop crying. It will be all right. Everything will be all right.”
She hoped so.
52
“It’s time to go home now.” Regent crouched in front of her as she sat by Scott’s side in the hospital.
The bullet had missed his heart, and while he was in a critical condition, the doctors were hopeful.
Dan was sitting in the chair on the other side of Scott, staring at him intently.
Mrs. Yards had been admitted due to high blood pressure and the scare she’d had.
Regent had spun some story about a home invasion to the cops. She followed what he’d told her to say. And she guessed the others had too because the police hadn’t stuck around long.
“I need to stay,” she said.
“No, baby. You need some rest. You’ve been here for hours.”
“It’s my fault . . . it’s my fault he’s hurt, and Mrs. Yards and Dan are traumatized.”
Regent cupped her face with one hand. “It is not your fault. If anything, it’s mine. He was after me and he used you to get to me.”
“But you didn’t even want me to go today, and now I know why. I insisted!”
“Baby, you had three guards. It should have been safe. I wouldn’t have let you go if I had known he knew about you. This is on me.”
And now two of those guards were dead. She felt terrible.
“The two of you need to stop the blame game,” Dan said tiredly. “It’s all that asshole’s fault. Neither of you are to blame for what he did.”
“I’m so sorry,” she said, tears dripping down her face.
Regent stood and picked her up in his arms. Dan smiled sadly and shook his head. “Don’t. It’s not your fault and Scott wouldn’t want you to blame yourself either. Don’t give that asshole any more of your time or happiness.”
She nodded. But she was still crying as Regent carried her out of the hospital and down to the waiting car.
Instead of putting her in her own seat, he held her on his lap the whole way home.
When they got home, he did everything for her. He undressed and took her into the shower with him to wash her. He even washed her hair.
After she was dried and dressed in pajamas, he sat before placing her in front of him on the bed so he could brush her hair and braid it.
“I was so scared.”
He paused, then finished doing her hair before turning her toward him. He drew her in under the covers, holding her against him.
“I know, baby. So was I. Fuck, when I couldn’t reach you or Henri, I almost lost it. I was getting ready to head to your house when I got your text. I am so sorry that happened.”
She heard the guilt in his voice. “It’s not your fault. And I guess it’s not mine either. But I would really like it if nothing like that happened again.”
He kissed the top of her head. “I want to promise nothing scary will ever happen again, but I don’t know that I can. However, I do promise I will always protect you. I will always come for you. And I will always love you.”
