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“I don’t understand why she was so worked up and why is she convinced that she’s dead?”
“I’m not sure…I think it may be because she seems convinced that you’re dead.”
“ What?” It went silent for a second. “Who convinced her of that? That’s ridiculous…I mean I was never—although I probably should be after saving myself and not her.”
“ Oh, Tyler.”
Jenna heard the harsh whispers close by; it felt like a dream. Damn, she must have dosed off again. She opened her eyes to see Tyler and her mother across the room, and she didn’t like where their conversation was heading. “Mom?”
They both jumped and exchanged worried looks. “Hi, honey, have you been awake long?” Her mother approached. “We didn’t want to disturb you.”
She shook her head no, not wanting to give away her eavesdropping. “You guys could never disturb me.”
Tyler still stood on the other side of the room, looking uncomfortable and not sure if he should approach, but who could blame the guy. His wife seemed to be convinced he was a ghost, and the last thing he would want would be to upset her.
“Tyler.” Jenna extended her hand, wanting him to come closer. “Come here.”
She needed some alone time with him. “Mom, would you mind giving us a few minutes?” Jenna waited until the door clicked behind her. “So we’re not dead?” she asked with a smile and tried to apologize for her initial behavior.
He shook his head, finally approaching. He reached for her hand but pulled back before making contact. It hurt her to see him so hesitant with her. “What’s the matter?” she asked, because what she heard of his conversation with her mother didn’t make any sense to her. He blamed himself for her being there, and she couldn’t shake his expression of remorse.
“Everything’s fine, Jenna.” His eyes were glossy, he forced a smile, and she could tell that he struggled with his emotions.
She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, catching him in a lie. “Come here.” she urged. He stood directly in front of her, but still wasn’t within her reach.
“I am here, Jenna.”
Sighing in frustration, she pressed down her hands to adjust her body to move over a little for him. Wincing at how much it hurt, she was determined to have him closer.
“What are you doing?” he snapped, just making her roll her eyes and repeat herself.
“ Come here.” Tapping the space beside her, she continued, “I’ve missed you, and so help me God, Tyler, if you don’t come here, I’m going to endure a lot of pain when I come and get you.”
“You wouldn’t,” he said, but sat beside her just in case.
“Not close enough.”
“Geez, Jenna, how close do you want me to be? I’m afraid that I might touch something I’m not supposed to, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m fine. The nurse gave me something amazing.” She lied a little. The medication was starting to wear off, but she didn’t care. He was there, and if she had to endure being uncomfortable for a little while then she’d gladly take the trade off.
“You woke up before?”
“ You were sleeping in the chair beside me, and I held your hand while you slept, or at least I tried to. I must have dosed off again.” She sighed, feeling like she’d been asleep for too long.
He looked at her and finally smiled. His spirits seemed to lift a little bit so she pushed her luck. “Kiss me.”
He became nervous and looked at her from head to toe.
“ Do I look that awful?” she teased. “Kiss me.”
“I don’t know, Jenna.”
He started to argue, but she wouldn’t give him the chance. Moving her hands, she pressed down again to move forward. If he wasn’t coming to her, she was going to him.
“Are you crazy?” he exclaimed, pushing gently on her shoulders for her to lie back. “You’re as stubborn as ever, and I’d like you to heal so that I can actually take you home one of these days.”
She laughed. “Ya,