“Oh, come on. You’ve been couped up in that musty hospital for three weeks. Get out and live a little.”
His words have me curling in on myself.Live a little.
The lot is empty when we pull into the Trough.
The twins help me inside. Wolfe hurries around the bar, quickly switching the seats around to give me the most comfortable one. “I didn’t know you were getting out of the hospital today, hun.”
“Me either.”
He chuckles and walks back behind the bar as Cole scoots me in. “Your usual?” he asks.
I let out a tiny giggle, holding my stomach. “I suppose.”
“We’ll be right back,” the twins say, heading outside.
“Want me to add a little liquid courage?”
“Not today. Doctor’s orders.”
“You don’t need that stuff anyway. You’re courageous enough on your own.”
“I haven’t been feeling very courageous,” I say, bringing the glass of soda to my lips.
He leans against the bar after shoving a toothpick in his mouth. “I saw the footage. I think you did a pretty good job holding your own.”
“I don’t remember anything after falling down the stairs,” I admit.
“Why haven’t you talked to Rage about it?”
I stir the ice around in my glass. “I guess I know what happened. He saved me.”
“How did you come to that conclusion?”
“Because he was on the way home, and I lived, so …” I pause, just now wondering why I hadn’t really thought about any of this. Rage saved my life. Not once, but twice. My gaze lifts to Wolfe’s.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, sweetie? Rage has been mighty worried about you.”
I close my eyes, still not sure whether I should talk about any of this. I’m afraid he will think I’m crazy. “I don’t mean to make him worry. My minds just been … busy.”
He pours himself a drink and comes to sit beside me. “Why don’t you try unloading some of it on me?”
“I think I crossed over to the other side.”
Wolfe coughs, choking on his drink.
“I’m sorry.”
He shakes his head, taking another big swig. “No, honey. I said we were doing this.” He rolls his hand, encouraging me to continue. “So, you made it to the pearly gates.”
“Not exactly.”
“Well, if you didn’t make it, there not a chance in hell for the fucking rest of us.”
This makes me chuckle sadly. “My mom was there, and Rage’s too.”
He cocks an eyebrow at this tidbit of information. “I’m not saying you weren’t where you thought you were, but ain’t no way you ended up in the same place as those two women.”
“I don’t remember now exactly what happened, but I feel like I knew everything about them. We were connected somehow.”