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explained the circumstances that brought Tristan to critical care and that it was only a precaution because he was so young.
    To her astonishment, Jack had his own input.
    “They are saying it is policy that Marissa can’t stay in the room with him. If he were in a single room could she be with him?”
    The doctor explained that there were no single rooms due to the sheer number of patients in ICU but reassured that barring any complications Tristan would move into his regular room the next morning. When Jack nodded his understanding, the doctor, who had been Tristan’s specialist for years, sent a wink her way before moving off.
    As she forced her feet farther away from Tristan’s room and toward the waiting area, Jack asked, “What was that about?”
    “What?”
    Surprisingly, a scowl registered on his face. “He winked at you.”
    Barely evaluating the tone that bordered on jealousy, she didn’t immediately answer. Instead, she pulled out her phone, her mind intent on updating her parents and Olivia, who after a half hour, would be crazy for information on Tristan.
    “So don’t tell me. Whatever,” he grumbled. Standing until she sat, he took the chair next to her.
    “What?”
    The tone of his words, rather than his actual words, registered as she studied her phone. Fifteen missed calls and just as many texts. Tearing her eyes away from the tiny screen, she took in his face and felt a flutter in her stomach in finding his brown eyes all but green.
    “Tristan’s doctor? The wink thing? He just does that. All the time. Not to me. To Tristan.” Her thumb moved in a quick text as she verbally continued, “Probably it happened just then because my insurance does not cover single rooms on the pediatric floor. But, Dr. Millosky knew I paid the difference up front for one. After, you know… after I got your check.”
    Jack digested those words and then inquired quietly of the money, “Was it enough?”
    Her hand buzzed, and yet again, her phone went ignored. The sudden concern in his question was startling, and she beheld his earnest eyes.
    “I mean for now, anyway. To begin with,” he elaborated.
    A warm sweet feeling infiltrated her heart– like the coffee Olivia had earlier forced into her cold, shocked hands. Holding his gaze was doing something funny to her insides, and she looked away while nodding. “Yeah. Thanks.”
    “You know, I could probably raise hell until they let you stay in the room. Just a perk of the occupation.”
    Jack was a man accustomed to getting what he wanted. At this, her mind stopped processing anything but that thought as she seriously considered what he offered. He was right. Tristan was a rock star’s son. That came with such privileges. Although she often condemned this sort of spoiled celebrity behavior, she now completely related when it came to a situation such as this. Protectively, she would have done anything a few minutes ago to stay in that room.
    Nodding, she replied, “I’ll think about it. But, it’s okay for now. If he– if he gets worse I would want to. Or if he wakes up and they don’t let me.”
    “Tell me. Okay? Anything you need.”
    “Okay.”

CHAPTER 12
    SHE NEEDED TO make her phone calls, and Jack mentioned going down the hall to a vending area they had passed earlier. Olivia was her first call, and amazingly, didn’t ask any questions about Jack after hearing what had befallen Tristan. When calling her mother, she caught hell for calling Olivia first, but her parent calmed down enough to grill her about Jack.
    “Marissa, do you understand how much you embarrassed your father and me? We are your parents, and you walked off without so much as a brief introduction? If that young man weren’t such a hoodlum, I would think you were ashamed of us!”
    Despite the seriousness of the last couple of hours, and especially the last half hour, Marissa felt a giggle gurgling in her throat. How her mother’s actions would change when she learned that Jack