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“What’s that, darlin’?”
I turn my head to find Trevor sitting in a chair watching me. He looks tired and stressed out. Looking around, it dawns on me that I’m in a hospital. I groan and reach for my head.
“What happened?”
“Smoke threw you off. You weren’t holding the reins. You hit your head pretty hard and broke your wrist. They had to give you a few stitches,” he says soberly.
“I’m sorry,” I say as tears come to my eyes.
“You have nothing to be sorry for.”
“Yes, I do. I know better. I got caught up in the moment and wasn’t holding on like I should have been. That snake came out of nowhere.”
“I’m the one who’s sorry. How are you supposed to play with a broken wrist? You’re supposed to be in Nashville and then headed to New York when we get back. I totally screwed everything up,” he says with a frown.
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even want to go sing on anyone’s stage. I’d still be locked in my room.”
“This was so selfish of me.”
“Uh-uh. Don’t do that. Trevor Monroe, you are the least selfish person I know. You’ve been hurting yourself, but you’ve been the strong one, not just for me, but for Cliff too. You think I don’t hear you comforting him when he calls?”
“Brooke was your sister. She was going to be Cliff’s wife. Where in all of that do I have a right to be hurt? What kind of friend would I be if I couldn’t make sure the two most important people to her were okay?
“This ain’t about me. I shouldn’t have made it about me. Making things about me is how…”
“Oh no, Trev. Don’t you dare. If you say that, then it’s my fault as well.”
He shakes his head, then purses his lips and releases a heavy sigh. There are so many mixed emotions at play on his handsome face. Guilt begins to settle in my stomach.
“Trev, you can’t keep beating yourself up and holding it all in. I’m so sorry that, in my own grief, I didn’t see how much you’re hiding and going through.
“But this”—I hold up my casted wrist—“isn’t your fault. I don’t need to be able to play for those auditions. My voice stillworks just fine. I’m sure I can find someone to play the music for me.”
“You shouldn’t have to. I wasn’t supposed to let anything happen to you.”
“I’m a big girl now. There are going to be times when you’re not there to protect me. Don’t be so hard on yourself.
“All the good you’ve done for me far outweighs this one situation. Right now, all I want is you here with me. So we’re just fine.”
“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
I reach out my hand to him. He takes it gingerly. I roll my eyes at him and tug him closer. Puckering my lips.
He gives my dry lips a peck, then frowns. “Let me get you some water,” he murmurs.
I snicker and shake my head. After he pours the water and lifts the straw to my lips, I take a healthy sip. Something dawns on me.
“Shouldn’t we get me discharged? We need to pack and get back. I don’t want to miss our flight.”
He gives me a look and his face pales. My heart jumps right into my throat. This is bad. I know it’s bad.
“Darlin’, we missed our flight back to Paris. They’re not going to discharge you to me.”
“But how did we miss the flight? It wasn’t until tomorrow.”
“Lynn, you’ve been out since yesterday. The nurse said that if or when you woke today, it was most likely they would keep you at least another night to observe you.
“I… I had no choice. I had to call your mama and daddy. Moses is on his way as we speak.”
