Read Online Back to You: A Hudson Family Series- Book 1- Synclair and Reece by Chontelle Brison - Free Book Online
Authors: Chontelle Brison
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sleeeeep,” UJ told me, the meds were making him slur his words slightly. He looked so small and pale. His eyes were not twinkling with laughter like they normally did and there were bruises on his hand where the IV line went in.
I didn’t even open my eyes. “I will UJ, I have a room all set up at Bellagio with a big king size bed.” I lied, I had nothing set up. “As soon as Cami gets here, I’ll take off for a while and give you two some time alone.” Okay, that part was true. One, I didn’t want to deal with Cami’s justifiable anger toward me and two, I needed to talk to the employees and the insurance company. I knew UJ would be inquiring about that before long and I didn’t want him to feel like I dropped the ball because I was too busy being absorbed in my feelings. It would be totally true, but I still didn’t want to be called out on it.
“Da-oh my lord, what has this town done to ya.” Came the annoying Irish tone of one Camelia “Cami” McDougall. It would have been Patrick but her mother let the husband adopt Cami when she was younger. I didn’t know the whole story about the name thing but I’m confident it irked UJ on some level.
Cami’s blue eyes narrowed when she saw me sitting in the armchair near her father. I assumed she was going to deck me and I’m not sure I would stop her. She stomped toward me, her cute ballet slippers slapping against the tile. I had to admit she had grown up to be a very well put together woman. Her long brown hair was glossy and held back in a simple headband, her makeup was flawless and her black sweater and leggings just made her hourglass figure more pronounced. Well, I could see where the looks went in the family. I was kind of embarrassed with my lack of makeup, torn blue jeans and green t-shirt, I’m positive the purple bruises on my arms just sealed the couture aspect of my outfit.
I stood up ready to apologize for her father being injured when she grabbed me and hugged me so hard that she lifted me off the ground. For a 5ft nothing chick, she had some strength in those Irish arms. Patting her back, because I honestly had no inkling what to do, she finally released me.
This time, her blue eyes were filled with tears, “I’m so sorry this happened to ya Synclair.” Yep, another person who refused to call me Syn. “That nice detective told me what happened to ya at the shelter when he called me, someone should kill the arse that did that to ya, and hurt me Da.” I recognize this was the part when I smiled or said something like thanks. But I had no experience with this, nothing had prepared me for this girl. I was related to her but didn’t actually know her and here she was facing at me like I actually mattered.
“Um...Yeah, I think we’ll leave Luis to the cops. I’m more anxious about UJ.” I turned to look at UJ, damn the man was grinning from ear to ear. Okay, I was starting to get uncomfortable with the love fest going on here. “On that note, Cami, I’m going to bounce for a bit, give you guys some time to catch up.” I took a step toward the door, but she was quicker.
Grabbing my hand she shook her head. “Don’t feel like ya got to make yer self-scarce.” Again with the Irish accent. “I already told Da, as soon as he is discharged he’s coming home with me. As fer the insurance company, I’ve already spoken to them, I put them in contact with that nice detective and he guaranteed me he would make certain they get the report. Since Da said the bar was covered against fire, I’m positive they will get you all sorted soon so you can rebuild.” She practically beamed at me.
She was actually proud that she had totally circumvented me. Looking at her I could see there was only sincerity on her face. Christ, she thought she had done a good thing.
I was torn between patting her on the head like a child and smacking the crap out of her. When had she spoke to UJ? Why was Josh bending over backward to help her? How the hell had
I didn’t even open my eyes. “I will UJ, I have a room all set up at Bellagio with a big king size bed.” I lied, I had nothing set up. “As soon as Cami gets here, I’ll take off for a while and give you two some time alone.” Okay, that part was true. One, I didn’t want to deal with Cami’s justifiable anger toward me and two, I needed to talk to the employees and the insurance company. I knew UJ would be inquiring about that before long and I didn’t want him to feel like I dropped the ball because I was too busy being absorbed in my feelings. It would be totally true, but I still didn’t want to be called out on it.
“Da-oh my lord, what has this town done to ya.” Came the annoying Irish tone of one Camelia “Cami” McDougall. It would have been Patrick but her mother let the husband adopt Cami when she was younger. I didn’t know the whole story about the name thing but I’m confident it irked UJ on some level.
Cami’s blue eyes narrowed when she saw me sitting in the armchair near her father. I assumed she was going to deck me and I’m not sure I would stop her. She stomped toward me, her cute ballet slippers slapping against the tile. I had to admit she had grown up to be a very well put together woman. Her long brown hair was glossy and held back in a simple headband, her makeup was flawless and her black sweater and leggings just made her hourglass figure more pronounced. Well, I could see where the looks went in the family. I was kind of embarrassed with my lack of makeup, torn blue jeans and green t-shirt, I’m positive the purple bruises on my arms just sealed the couture aspect of my outfit.
I stood up ready to apologize for her father being injured when she grabbed me and hugged me so hard that she lifted me off the ground. For a 5ft nothing chick, she had some strength in those Irish arms. Patting her back, because I honestly had no inkling what to do, she finally released me.
This time, her blue eyes were filled with tears, “I’m so sorry this happened to ya Synclair.” Yep, another person who refused to call me Syn. “That nice detective told me what happened to ya at the shelter when he called me, someone should kill the arse that did that to ya, and hurt me Da.” I recognize this was the part when I smiled or said something like thanks. But I had no experience with this, nothing had prepared me for this girl. I was related to her but didn’t actually know her and here she was facing at me like I actually mattered.
“Um...Yeah, I think we’ll leave Luis to the cops. I’m more anxious about UJ.” I turned to look at UJ, damn the man was grinning from ear to ear. Okay, I was starting to get uncomfortable with the love fest going on here. “On that note, Cami, I’m going to bounce for a bit, give you guys some time to catch up.” I took a step toward the door, but she was quicker.
Grabbing my hand she shook her head. “Don’t feel like ya got to make yer self-scarce.” Again with the Irish accent. “I already told Da, as soon as he is discharged he’s coming home with me. As fer the insurance company, I’ve already spoken to them, I put them in contact with that nice detective and he guaranteed me he would make certain they get the report. Since Da said the bar was covered against fire, I’m positive they will get you all sorted soon so you can rebuild.” She practically beamed at me.
She was actually proud that she had totally circumvented me. Looking at her I could see there was only sincerity on her face. Christ, she thought she had done a good thing.
I was torn between patting her on the head like a child and smacking the crap out of her. When had she spoke to UJ? Why was Josh bending over backward to help her? How the hell had
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