imagine.
A look behind her showed Liam and the other two males talking softly. She focused back on Holden and moved to the edge of the bed. The sound of the IV machine seemed overly loud, and even though the lamp on the bedside table was on, the glow was muted. Holden still looked ten shades too close to death.
“Oh, Holden.” She desperately wanted him to open his eyes and to tell her everything would be okay now. He had apologized over and over again since all of this had happened, but none of that mattered anymore. The only thing she wanted to worry about was the here and now. Sitting on the edge of the bed and taking hold of his hand, she was grateful that Holden’s sheep was strong inside of him. She could feel it trying to heal them both from the inside out, but it would take time.
Olive didn’t know how long she sat at the edge of his bed, but it was only when her eyes started to become heavy, and she was having a hard time holding her head up, that she finally felt someone lightly touch her on the shoulder. But she didn’t need to look behind her to know it was Liam. The scent of him and his polar bear was strong and potent, and she wanted nothing more than to curl up beside him and sleep until everything became better and was more optimistic.
“Come on, Olive. It’s really late, and you’re going to make yourself sick if you don’t get some rest.” She let Liam help her off the bed and back into the other bedroom. There he pulled the comforter and sheets back, and walked over to the dresser to take out a long t-shirt. “You’ll be swimming in it, but I doubt you want to sleep in those clothes.” She looked down, saw the dirt and pieces of dried leaves stuck to her shirt, and slowly shook her head. Everything was hazy, and exhaustion was making her head hurt and her belly queasy. “We’ll get some clothes for you tomorrow, and for Holden, too.” He stood in front of her again, set the shirt on the mattress, and gently eased her to sit on the edge of the bed with his hands on her shoulders. “I’d offer to help you get undressed, but I don’t think that would go over very well.” Despite how tired she was she chuckled, and when she lifted her eyes to look at him she saw him smiling, too.
“I think I can probably handle it from here.”
He kept his smile, but nodded.
“I’ll take the couch, and if you need anything I’ll be right on the other side of the door.”
“Okay.” That lone word was soft. He leaned down, placed a kiss on the top of her head, and left her alone in the room. Once the door shut softly behind her she fell back on the bed and let her eyes finally close. That was the last thing she remembered before darkness took her away from reality.
Chapter Nine
The sound of a cupboard slamming shut was what initially woke Olive, but the smell of bacon and eggs and then her belly cramping painfully, were what really roused her. She pushed herself up in bed, looked around until her mind caught up with her body, and the memories of what had happened last night finally slammed back in place. The small clock on the wall by the door told her it was already one in the afternoon. Shit . She had slept the whole afternoon away. She scrambled off the bed and nearly ran to the door, needing to check on Holden, but as soon as she gripped the handle the door swung open and she nearly ran right into the hard, wide chest of Liam Dakota. Craning her neck back so she could look in his face, she was greeted with a lopsided grin.
“Heard you stumbling around in here.” She offered him a quick smile, but she found herself looking around his shoulder at the partially opened door that her brother was behind. “He actually woke up a little bit ago, but ordered me to not wake you because you needed your rest.” There was humor in his voice, and she could only imagine her brother ordering this polar bear shifter to do anything. For one thing, Liam was double the size of her brother, and that was
A look behind her showed Liam and the other two males talking softly. She focused back on Holden and moved to the edge of the bed. The sound of the IV machine seemed overly loud, and even though the lamp on the bedside table was on, the glow was muted. Holden still looked ten shades too close to death.
“Oh, Holden.” She desperately wanted him to open his eyes and to tell her everything would be okay now. He had apologized over and over again since all of this had happened, but none of that mattered anymore. The only thing she wanted to worry about was the here and now. Sitting on the edge of the bed and taking hold of his hand, she was grateful that Holden’s sheep was strong inside of him. She could feel it trying to heal them both from the inside out, but it would take time.
Olive didn’t know how long she sat at the edge of his bed, but it was only when her eyes started to become heavy, and she was having a hard time holding her head up, that she finally felt someone lightly touch her on the shoulder. But she didn’t need to look behind her to know it was Liam. The scent of him and his polar bear was strong and potent, and she wanted nothing more than to curl up beside him and sleep until everything became better and was more optimistic.
“Come on, Olive. It’s really late, and you’re going to make yourself sick if you don’t get some rest.” She let Liam help her off the bed and back into the other bedroom. There he pulled the comforter and sheets back, and walked over to the dresser to take out a long t-shirt. “You’ll be swimming in it, but I doubt you want to sleep in those clothes.” She looked down, saw the dirt and pieces of dried leaves stuck to her shirt, and slowly shook her head. Everything was hazy, and exhaustion was making her head hurt and her belly queasy. “We’ll get some clothes for you tomorrow, and for Holden, too.” He stood in front of her again, set the shirt on the mattress, and gently eased her to sit on the edge of the bed with his hands on her shoulders. “I’d offer to help you get undressed, but I don’t think that would go over very well.” Despite how tired she was she chuckled, and when she lifted her eyes to look at him she saw him smiling, too.
“I think I can probably handle it from here.”
He kept his smile, but nodded.
“I’ll take the couch, and if you need anything I’ll be right on the other side of the door.”
“Okay.” That lone word was soft. He leaned down, placed a kiss on the top of her head, and left her alone in the room. Once the door shut softly behind her she fell back on the bed and let her eyes finally close. That was the last thing she remembered before darkness took her away from reality.
Chapter Nine
The sound of a cupboard slamming shut was what initially woke Olive, but the smell of bacon and eggs and then her belly cramping painfully, were what really roused her. She pushed herself up in bed, looked around until her mind caught up with her body, and the memories of what had happened last night finally slammed back in place. The small clock on the wall by the door told her it was already one in the afternoon. Shit . She had slept the whole afternoon away. She scrambled off the bed and nearly ran to the door, needing to check on Holden, but as soon as she gripped the handle the door swung open and she nearly ran right into the hard, wide chest of Liam Dakota. Craning her neck back so she could look in his face, she was greeted with a lopsided grin.
“Heard you stumbling around in here.” She offered him a quick smile, but she found herself looking around his shoulder at the partially opened door that her brother was behind. “He actually woke up a little bit ago, but ordered me to not wake you because you needed your rest.” There was humor in his voice, and she could only imagine her brother ordering this polar bear shifter to do anything. For one thing, Liam was double the size of her brother, and that was
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