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“Karen, right?”
“That’s me. How is she?”
“Still in surgery.” The
door slid shut and they moved once more. The silence held
hints of something else in it. He remained locked on her and
she stared right back. Both of them challenging the other to
make the first move. For what, he wasn’t sure, but he wanted
to test it out.
Once more the doors
opened, allowing him to see the waiting room and his family
waiting. Together they headed to the hovering group. He
handed out the coffee and took a long drag of his before
Wild jerked his head in the direction of where Karen stood
off to the side.
“Who’s that?”
Swallowing the hot drink,
he waved her forward even as he removed his jacket and
draped it over her slender shoulders. “This is Karen Womber.
She was integral in getting Emma here with me today. Thank
you for that, by the way.”
Wild stepped forward and
offered his hand. “Thank you. I’m Wild.”
Derek and Adam followed
suit, as did his aunt. She was gracious and didn’t look at
all put out. As conversation around them resumed, he focused
back on her.
“Why are you still here?”
“I drove your Jeep and I’m
assuming, if everyone in the family of a family-run business
is here, it stands to reason the building will be locked up.
I know my purse and car keys are still there.” |
