she was planning on wearing a dress. But the thought of Adam carrying her, her orangutan-legs sticking out from her nightgown, gave her the motivation.
Just getting clean made her feel so much better, although she was very weak. She put on a pair of sweats and a loose-fitting top. As she dressed, thoughts of Adam bombarded her. Why did it make her feel safe, knowing that he was there taking care of her? She didn’t need anyone doting on her, she was a grown woman. But she couldn’t help but smile as she remembered the way he’d kissed her on the forehead.
When she left the bathroom, the smell from the kitchen made her mouth water. Adam stood at the stove, a frying pan in one hand, a spatula in the other. “Feel better?”
“Yes. Much.” She sat at the table, where a glass of milk awaited her.
He scooped the eggs onto a plate and added a piece of toast, jam spread over the top. “I hope your stomach’s better. You haven’t eaten anything since I got here.”
She picked up the glass and swallowed the cold liquid. “Mmm, nice.” He handed her a fork, and she scooped up her first fluffy bite. “Heaven.”
A sultry grin crossed his face. He flipped a chair around and sat straddling it, his arms across the back. “You don’t know how happy I am to see you up and around, and not talking nonsense.” His boots were back on.
She grimaced, and he chuckled silently. As she ate, she stole a few glances at him. She really did appreciate him coming over, helping her like he had. It wasn’t something anyone else had ever done for her. Growing up, she’d fended for herself, in sickness and in health.
The food was gone in a matter of minutes, and her energy drained. He took her plate. “Go lie down. You need to rest. I’ll take care of the dishes.”
She protested, but he put a finger to her lips. “Please.”
How could she argue with that? She nodded and pushed herself up. The room swayed, and Adam rushed to her side, helping her down the hall. When she slid under the covers, she gasped. “You changed my sheets?”
“Hush. You need a nap.” He gently guided her shoulders back until she lay on the cool pillows.
Her eyelids drooped, and she found it hard to speak. “Mmkay.” She snuggled down into the bed, relishing the feel of the clean sheets on her skin. Adam was amazing. She might be in love. Wait. Did she say that out loud?
The last thing she heard was Adam’s chuckle as she drifted off to sleep.
13
M egan continued to improve, although her cough lingered for a while. The next time she saw Adam, she tried to thank him for his kindness, only to have him wave it off. He seemed embarrassed she was calling attention to his good deed.
As she entered the station that Friday morning, her body tingled with anticipation. She tried to ignore it, but she had to admit, she was excited to see Adam. She walked down the hallway toward Leon’s office, stopping when she heard tense voices.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Adam’s voice boomed.
“Chill, man. It’s fine. I got this.” Leon. What was that weasel up to now?
“You’d better. Because you know what will happen if…” His words were left hanging in the air.
“Don’t worry.”
Adam stormed out, almost running into her. His eyes widened. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were there.”
“What was that about?”
He avoided her gaze. “Nothing.”
“Didn’t sound like nothing.” She narrowed her eyes. What was he hiding? And just when she was beginning to trust him.
“Sorry.” He shifted his weight. “Leon and I don’t always see eye to eye. But he’s the boss, ya know?” His eyes pleaded with her. “I don’t always have a choice.”
She studied him. Sweat formed on his forehead. She grabbed his arm. “What’s he making you do?”
“Nothing.” He pulled her down the hallway, away from Leon’s office. “Just…no matter what happens, I’m on your side. Okay?”
What did that mean? And why did it sound so
Just getting clean made her feel so much better, although she was very weak. She put on a pair of sweats and a loose-fitting top. As she dressed, thoughts of Adam bombarded her. Why did it make her feel safe, knowing that he was there taking care of her? She didn’t need anyone doting on her, she was a grown woman. But she couldn’t help but smile as she remembered the way he’d kissed her on the forehead.
When she left the bathroom, the smell from the kitchen made her mouth water. Adam stood at the stove, a frying pan in one hand, a spatula in the other. “Feel better?”
“Yes. Much.” She sat at the table, where a glass of milk awaited her.
He scooped the eggs onto a plate and added a piece of toast, jam spread over the top. “I hope your stomach’s better. You haven’t eaten anything since I got here.”
She picked up the glass and swallowed the cold liquid. “Mmm, nice.” He handed her a fork, and she scooped up her first fluffy bite. “Heaven.”
A sultry grin crossed his face. He flipped a chair around and sat straddling it, his arms across the back. “You don’t know how happy I am to see you up and around, and not talking nonsense.” His boots were back on.
She grimaced, and he chuckled silently. As she ate, she stole a few glances at him. She really did appreciate him coming over, helping her like he had. It wasn’t something anyone else had ever done for her. Growing up, she’d fended for herself, in sickness and in health.
The food was gone in a matter of minutes, and her energy drained. He took her plate. “Go lie down. You need to rest. I’ll take care of the dishes.”
She protested, but he put a finger to her lips. “Please.”
How could she argue with that? She nodded and pushed herself up. The room swayed, and Adam rushed to her side, helping her down the hall. When she slid under the covers, she gasped. “You changed my sheets?”
“Hush. You need a nap.” He gently guided her shoulders back until she lay on the cool pillows.
Her eyelids drooped, and she found it hard to speak. “Mmkay.” She snuggled down into the bed, relishing the feel of the clean sheets on her skin. Adam was amazing. She might be in love. Wait. Did she say that out loud?
The last thing she heard was Adam’s chuckle as she drifted off to sleep.
13
M egan continued to improve, although her cough lingered for a while. The next time she saw Adam, she tried to thank him for his kindness, only to have him wave it off. He seemed embarrassed she was calling attention to his good deed.
As she entered the station that Friday morning, her body tingled with anticipation. She tried to ignore it, but she had to admit, she was excited to see Adam. She walked down the hallway toward Leon’s office, stopping when she heard tense voices.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Adam’s voice boomed.
“Chill, man. It’s fine. I got this.” Leon. What was that weasel up to now?
“You’d better. Because you know what will happen if…” His words were left hanging in the air.
“Don’t worry.”
Adam stormed out, almost running into her. His eyes widened. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were there.”
“What was that about?”
He avoided her gaze. “Nothing.”
“Didn’t sound like nothing.” She narrowed her eyes. What was he hiding? And just when she was beginning to trust him.
“Sorry.” He shifted his weight. “Leon and I don’t always see eye to eye. But he’s the boss, ya know?” His eyes pleaded with her. “I don’t always have a choice.”
She studied him. Sweat formed on his forehead. She grabbed his arm. “What’s he making you do?”
“Nothing.” He pulled her down the hallway, away from Leon’s office. “Just…no matter what happens, I’m on your side. Okay?”
What did that mean? And why did it sound so
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