Nothing.
He disconnected.
And, as usual he felt like a bad son.
The door opened and Anabelle walked into the room. She was dressed in yellow shorts and matching top. Her hair was up in a ponytail. She set down the cup of coffee next to him. “Hi.”
“Hi. Did you get the girls off?”
“Yes. It’s hot as hell today so they’ll enjoy the pool.” She reached over and covered his hand with hers. “How are you feeling?”
“Better but still weak.”
“You need to eat. I’ll cook you breakfast.”
“Not yet. Sit with me while I have my coffee.”
She pulled over a chair.
“Was it easy to take the day off?”
“Yes. I had to reschedule one patient but tomorrow was better for her anyway, so it worked out. I haven’t told you this, but I have to decide something about work.”
“What?”
“I wanted to talk to you about this. I was offered the position of Chair of the Cardiology department.”
“Wow. Way to bury the lead. Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“This was the first chance I got, love.”
He grinned. “You called melove?”
“I did?”
“Back to the job. Do you have time for that?”
“Curt tried to tell me I’d have more free time. Or at least I could control my time better.”
“Hmm. It doesn’t seem that way to me.”
“It doesn’t. And Mom said the same thing when I called her.”
“I’m afraid I’m biased here, Anabelle. I want you to spend that time with me and the girls.”
“Over the last few days, I’ve felt the same.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “I think—”
His phone rang. He glanced at it. “It’s Captain Marshall.”
“You should answer.”
“Hello.”
“Captain Marshall here. I’d like to meet with your whole team at the collective asap. I have news.”