Rush - Blue Devils MC Book 2 (Book 1 Included FREE for a short time only!) Read Online Free
Author: Ashley Rhodes
especially not to Hannah’s room…”
Thank fucking God some one is thinking and put a restriction in place!
“How is she doing? Physically, I mean,” Rush said, wanting to interrupt the train of thought that seemed to be leading to No Station. “I saw her on TV and she hadn’t woken up yet.”
“She woke a couple of hours ago for a little bit but has been drifting in and out of consciousness ever since. The trauma isn’t as bad as we’d expected - the brain scans we’ve been running have been showing functional brain waves throughout. The bullet actually only grazed the left side of her temple. We’ll continue to monitor her to see if any problem surfaces, but so far, the prognosis is good.”
“Oh, thank God!” And that response, at least, wasn’t faked at all. “So is Bob here?” Rush asked casually. Probably too casually, if the nurse actually knew him, but the older woman naïvely took his question at face value.
“No, he went home at eight o’ clock - you just missed him. Well, to the hotel. He’s staying here in Tucson while Hannah is recuperating.”
Rush tried to control the relief that washed over him at her words. Getting hauled off in handcuffs wasn’t really how he wanted to end the evening. Then he remembered the dark blue sedan leaving when he’d come in. That must’ve been her dad after all. Hallelujah…
“When will Hannah be released?”
“Tomorrow afternoon at the earliest; probably the day after though. We’re just wanting to keep her under observation and run tests periodically to make sure that nothing surfaces that we weren’t aware of before.”
Rush felt the band of panic that had tightened around his chest hours before loosen. Just a little. If they were already talking about letting her go, she had to be okay. More okay than she’d looked like on TV, anyway.
The nurse looked around again, biting her lip indecisively.
“C’mon, let’s go to her room,” she said in a near whisper, and turned and hurried down the hallway. Like a goddamned miracle, she believed him. Never mind that Bob wouldn’t spit on him if he were on fire; the nurse believed him. That’s all that mattered.
He had to see Blue for himself. Had to make sure she was okay.
Had to, so he could breathe again.
They stopped in front of Blue’s room, and the nurse put a finger up to her lips. “She may be sleeping,” she whispered, and then pushed the door open.
And there was Blue. Even in a drab green hospital gown and her hair a mess and no makeup and a giant bandage wrapped around her head and 13 years older than the last time he’d laid eyes on her and IV tubes running everywhere, she was gorgeous.
Fucking stupidly amazingly gorgeous.
And then she opened up her eyes and looked sleepily towards them.
“Hannah, here is your fiancé!” the nurse happily announced. She dabbed at her eyes with the corner of her smock. Rush walked, as if in a dream, over to Blue’s hospital bed, and picked up her hand. Kissed the back of it and stared down at her. Her eyes opened wider as she finally realized who was in the room with her.
“I just love happy endings!” the nurse gushed, and then turned to leave. “I’ll keep my eye out and make sure that you two have privacy,” she said conspiratorially, and then closed the door softly behind her, leaving them alone.
For the first time in too many years, Rush was finally alone with Blue. He laid the daisies on the side table and whispered to her in a husky voice, “Hey Miss Blue, how are you?”
His silly rhyming question, uttered hundreds of times during their high school senior year together, finally pulled Blue out of her trance.
“Rush?”
***
Hannah opened up her eyes when the door opened to reveal her nurse and some tall guy, backlit by the hallway lights. She squinted a little.
And then they got closer and the nurse was prattling on and Hannah was staring. Just staring up at him.
How? How was he here? She had to be
Thank fucking God some one is thinking and put a restriction in place!
“How is she doing? Physically, I mean,” Rush said, wanting to interrupt the train of thought that seemed to be leading to No Station. “I saw her on TV and she hadn’t woken up yet.”
“She woke a couple of hours ago for a little bit but has been drifting in and out of consciousness ever since. The trauma isn’t as bad as we’d expected - the brain scans we’ve been running have been showing functional brain waves throughout. The bullet actually only grazed the left side of her temple. We’ll continue to monitor her to see if any problem surfaces, but so far, the prognosis is good.”
“Oh, thank God!” And that response, at least, wasn’t faked at all. “So is Bob here?” Rush asked casually. Probably too casually, if the nurse actually knew him, but the older woman naïvely took his question at face value.
“No, he went home at eight o’ clock - you just missed him. Well, to the hotel. He’s staying here in Tucson while Hannah is recuperating.”
Rush tried to control the relief that washed over him at her words. Getting hauled off in handcuffs wasn’t really how he wanted to end the evening. Then he remembered the dark blue sedan leaving when he’d come in. That must’ve been her dad after all. Hallelujah…
“When will Hannah be released?”
“Tomorrow afternoon at the earliest; probably the day after though. We’re just wanting to keep her under observation and run tests periodically to make sure that nothing surfaces that we weren’t aware of before.”
Rush felt the band of panic that had tightened around his chest hours before loosen. Just a little. If they were already talking about letting her go, she had to be okay. More okay than she’d looked like on TV, anyway.
The nurse looked around again, biting her lip indecisively.
“C’mon, let’s go to her room,” she said in a near whisper, and turned and hurried down the hallway. Like a goddamned miracle, she believed him. Never mind that Bob wouldn’t spit on him if he were on fire; the nurse believed him. That’s all that mattered.
He had to see Blue for himself. Had to make sure she was okay.
Had to, so he could breathe again.
They stopped in front of Blue’s room, and the nurse put a finger up to her lips. “She may be sleeping,” she whispered, and then pushed the door open.
And there was Blue. Even in a drab green hospital gown and her hair a mess and no makeup and a giant bandage wrapped around her head and 13 years older than the last time he’d laid eyes on her and IV tubes running everywhere, she was gorgeous.
Fucking stupidly amazingly gorgeous.
And then she opened up her eyes and looked sleepily towards them.
“Hannah, here is your fiancé!” the nurse happily announced. She dabbed at her eyes with the corner of her smock. Rush walked, as if in a dream, over to Blue’s hospital bed, and picked up her hand. Kissed the back of it and stared down at her. Her eyes opened wider as she finally realized who was in the room with her.
“I just love happy endings!” the nurse gushed, and then turned to leave. “I’ll keep my eye out and make sure that you two have privacy,” she said conspiratorially, and then closed the door softly behind her, leaving them alone.
For the first time in too many years, Rush was finally alone with Blue. He laid the daisies on the side table and whispered to her in a husky voice, “Hey Miss Blue, how are you?”
His silly rhyming question, uttered hundreds of times during their high school senior year together, finally pulled Blue out of her trance.
“Rush?”
***
Hannah opened up her eyes when the door opened to reveal her nurse and some tall guy, backlit by the hallway lights. She squinted a little.
And then they got closer and the nurse was prattling on and Hannah was staring. Just staring up at him.
How? How was he here? She had to be
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