Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(60)

Oh, he had no idea how much I was planning to stick around. I wasn’t letting him out of my sight until he had recovered.

“I’m not going anywhere. It’s not possible for you to scare me away, even if you do get grumpy.” I was done thinking that I might not have a future. I’d gotten used to the idea that I didn’t have to fret over that all the time anymore.

“I hate being in the hospital when I’m not really sick,” he complained.

I rolled my eyes. “You’re a terrible patient, and you’re here for a reason. You have a concussion. Do you remember losing consciousness?”

He nodded. “I wasn’t out for that long, but Aiden said it was a couple of minutes. All I remember is the sound of crunching metal, and then nothing until Aiden started screaming at me to wake up.”

“He scared the crap out of me.” Aiden’s voice sounded near the door.

I turned and saw Owen wheeling Aiden into the room, with Skye trailing behind him.

“You okay?” Noah asked his brother sharply.

“Better than you, I think,” Aiden answered drily. “I’m not the one lying in a hospital bed. I’m on my way home.”

“Lucky bastard,” Noah grumbled.

“I just wanted to see for myself that you’re alert and talking. You took years off my life when you wouldn’t open your damn eyes after the accident.” Aiden was scanning Noah, his expression tense.

Noah waved his hand. “I’m alive. Go home and take care of yourself.”

I had to bite back a smile. Noah was still issuing orders to his siblings, even from a hospital bed.

Maybe he had come a long way, but some of his habits and instincts were probably never going to change.

“I’ll be taking care of him,” Skye corrected. “It’s going to take me a while to get over that phone call, and the frantic rush to the hospital in a panic.”

“It was pretty nerve-wracking,” Owen agreed. “Andie, do you want me to take you home?”

It took me a second to remember that I’d ridden here with Owen. “I don’t have my car,” I answered absently. “Honestly, I really want to stay here with Noah. Do you think they’d let me?”

I wasn’t married to him, and I wasn’t related. And he was in the ICU.

I didn’t want to go anywhere. After what had happened, I’d be happy to just watch him sleep.

Owen nodded at the recliner I was perched on. “That chair will lie down flat so you can sleep. I’ll get you something to sleep in and some blankets and pillows. The staff doesn’t know me yet, and I’m not Noah’s doctor, thank God. But I am a staff physician now, so I’ll talk to them. I can get Seth to help me drop off your car in the morning.”

I pulled my keys out of my purse and gave them to him. “Thank you.”

“I’m taking Aiden home,” Skye said firmly. “We’ll call you in the morning, Noah.”

I saw a speaking glance pass between Aiden and Noah, but I wasn’t quite sure what they were saying without talking.

If I had to guess, I would have said that they were both counting their blessings in some way.

“You don’t have to stay here, baby,” Noah said in a low baritone. “Nothing is going to happen.”

“I know,” I said thoughtfully. “I want to be here with you. You’d feel the same way. Don’t try to tell me you wouldn’t.”

If our positions were reversed, he wouldn’t leave my room.

“I’d stay,” he admitted grudgingly.

I beamed at him, shoved the chair flush with the bed, and piled the blankets and pillows on top of it when Owen brought them in.

“I’ll see you both in the morning,” he said as he handed me a pair of scrubs to sleep in.

I threw myself into Owen’s arms and hugged him. “Thank you for coming to get me.”

He was hugging me back when Noah said irritably, “Enough, already. Let go of my girl.”

Owen winked at me, and I could tell he was amused as he let me go. “I was around long before you were,” he said to antagonize his older brother.

“Yeah, which means you’ve had your chance already,” Noah informed him. “Now get lost.”

Owen chuckled as he exited the room and left the two of us alone.

The nurse came in to give Noah some pain medication, and I slipped into the bathroom to change into the roomy scrubs.

He was alone when I came back into the room. His nurse had shut off the overhead light, and there was only the dim illumination from a small light over the bed.

“I’ll be right here if you need me. Sleep, Noah,” I coaxed as I climbed into the recliner.

I put my feet up and my head down, but not low enough that I couldn’t see him. I was exhausted now that my adrenaline wasn’t pumping as hard, but I knew I wouldn’t fall asleep anytime soon.

He reached down and put his hand over mine. I threaded my fingers through his and sighed.

“Thanks for staying,” he said huskily.

I smiled into the darkness. “I warned you. If you want me out of your life, you’re going to have to blast me out of it.”

“Not going to happen. That week you didn’t talk to me was the worst seven days of my life.”

“Mine, too,” I confessed.