three hours with those idiots.”
Wendy nodded. “But just remember he’s fine. Nothing that a Marine can’t handle.”
“I want to see him.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to take a second and calm down?”
She looked at Wendy and said nothing.
“All right. Let’s go.”
Wendy hit the code to open the doors to the where the rooms were. Kaitlin followed her to the end of the hall.
“This is where I leave you.”
“What do you mean? You’re not going in?”
“No. I have a patient or something.” She gave Kaitlin a kiss on her cheek. “Go get ‘em.”
Then before Kaitlin could say anything, Wendy turned and hurried off down the hall and disappeared around the corner.
Kaitlin looked at the door. She drew in a deep breath then stepped into the room. Three of her brothers were standing around the bed, but she paid them no attention—yet. Brando took up all her attention.
He’s safe .
For the first time in thirty minutes, she could finally breathe normally. She set her hand on her chest and could feel her heart smacking against it. Kaitlin didn’t think she would ever get over the terror she had been put through driving there. She wasn’t ready to lose him, to deal with him in pain like that. He looked like someone had beaten the hell out of him. One eye was so swollen she was amazed he could see out of it. Purple and yellow bruises marred his left shoulder and colored his midsection.
The fight earlier, then the fear she had dealt with since Wendy had called pushed her over the edge. It was too much to take.
“What the bloody hell?” she asked, to no one in particular.
No one said anything for a few seconds. Finally, one of her idiot brothers tried to interact with her.
“Hey, there, Kitty Kat,” Declan said.
She cut him a look. “Don’t start with me, you idiot. I will get to you and the other two idiots I share blood with in a minute. Now, though, I want to know what the hell happened? And why did I get a call from Wendy and not you idiots?”
Aeden stepped up. “Well, see, Brando came to us upset. You were really mean to him.”
She blinked. “What?”
“Why did you turn him down? I mean, Jesus, the man adores you. And well, with the unfortunate situation—”
She looked at Brando. “You told them?”
He opened his mouth, but Declan decided to rally to his defense. “It slipped out. He was really upset over the unfortunate situation.”
“Shut up. Good Lord, you all have the manners of goats. Quit calling my pregnancy an unfortunate situation. The next person who does will regret it.” Declan’s face actually paled and the others all nodded. “So, does someone want to tell me what happened after the whole Brando was sad deal?”
“Hey, Kaitlin, it isn’t their fault.”
She looked at Brando, knowing he was the one man for her, the one that made her life complete and said, “Shut up. I’ll deal with your idiocy in a second.”
Emmet stepped up then. “He just had a few beers, and we had a match.”
She closed her eyes for a second, then opened them. “You took him to a match and then you let him play?”
“Aw, Kitty Kat, we didn’t mean for him to get hurt,” Declan said. “And, well, hell, he’s a Marine.”
“Let me get this straight. You took Brando, who had been drinking because he is about as stupid as the rest of you, and had him play in a rugby match?”
“We thought with a little beer in him, he might be more relaxed. You know, he wouldn’t get hurt,” Aeden said.
“He has a concussion,” she yelled. “Oh my God, you are all idiots. Every single one of you. You all deserve to be beaten for letting this happen.”
“It isn’t that bad,” Brando said, his voice sounding disgruntled. She looked at him, and all the fear she had been fighting exploded into anger.
“Shut up. You have a concussion. What the hell were you thinking? Is this your idea of showing me that you are ready to be my husband and a father?” He had nothing to say to
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