tonight.’ He
grinned and continued writing, ‘I’m going
to see Tony out. I’ll be right back.’
“Okay.”
He
stood, and then went out into the hall with Tony they moved toward the
elevator. “Thank you, Tony, for that.”
“No
worries, man. I just hope this all works out for you both.” He placed his hand
on Baron’s shoulder and hit the elevator’s down button.
“Me
too. I’ll stay with her tonight and hope to God when she gets up in the morning
she remembers me. Remembers us.”
“She
will. Just give it some time.”
The
elevator arrived and his friend stepped on. He turned around and went back to
the woman who didn’t remember him, but who he loved more than his own life.
When he entered the room alone, the happiness in her gaze faltered. The stone
that rested on his chest ever since he’d been told about her accident seemed to
grow twice as large.
He
shook his head and forced a pleasant look on his face for her. At least he
hoped it was fine. She was in love with him. He needed to remember that and
find a way to help her regain her memory, for her to come back to him.
Chapter Ten
When
Baron returned to the room he was alone. At first Jasmine felt disappointed
that Tony didn’t stay with her and his friend did. But when he sat on the chair
by her mattress, something happened. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, and he
continued to gaze at her. Her heart began beating faster against her chest and
her stomach muscles clenched in response to his nearness. She blinked and
looked away. This was wrong. She shouldn’t feel this intense attraction to him.
He was ridiculously handsome, but so was Tony. These feelings should have been
reserved for Tony and yet… There was something there, something between them
drawing her to him. Her head began pounding. She held her hands up to rub her
temples.
A
touch on her hand had her waking up. She hadn’t even realized her eyes were
closed until she felt him in every cell of her body. The sensation burrowed
into her core and wouldn’t ease up. Like it belonged there. Like he belonged
there.
“Headache?”
He mouthed the words slowly and touched his head.
“I…I
think I just need a little sleep. I hate taking the drugs.”
He
spoke again, but this time she shook her head that she didn’t understand him.
He took the notepad on the bed and wrote.
‘You’re in pain. I can get the nurse.’
“I
think I’d first like to try to fall asleep on my own.”
He
scribbled again and showed her. ‘Okay. Go
on and do that. Do you want me to leave?’
She
looked at what he’d written and frowned. “No.” Why would she say that? But it
was the first thought she had and it just came out. For the life of her, it was
the truth. She didn’t want him to go. She raised her gaze to his and saw
something in his eyes, something very familiar to her. Her heart hurt. “I mean,
it’s incredibly sweet of you.”
He
shook his head. “My pleasure,” he mouthed.
His
sincerity warmed her from the inside out. She couldn’t help the look of
happiness she gave him. Then it dawned on her. Had they been more than friends.
Oh, my god. What about Tony? Had she been unfaithful to him with Baron? What a
mess. She couldn’t remember . The
headache came back even worse. Baron leaped to his feet and pushed the call
button, summoning the nurse. She came in, took one look at Jasmine, exchanged
words with Baron, then left.
Baron
sat beside her and gathered her into his arms. She clung to him. He felt solid.
Right. Like she belonged there. And his scent—she burrowed her face in
his cotton shirt and inhaled—seemed so familiar. This also seemed like
they’d done this a thousand times before. She raised her head and looked at
him.
“Who
are you to me?”
But
before he could answer, Gladys returned to the room and handed her two pills
and a glass of water. She
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