“Maybe, but right now, I am more concerned with becoming a better brother and a better son.”

He yawned, so I kissed his cheek and moved off the bed. “You already are, Randy. Get some rest. Love you.”

His eyes were getting heavy, but he still smiled. “Love you too, Pixie.”

“I’d hit you for that, but I’m not sure where I can do it without making you worse.”

He grunted and closed his eyes. I stayed sitting nearby until he was completely out cold. When I finally left the room, I closed the door quietly behind me.

“How is he really?” I asked the guard sitting on a bench nearby.

“Doc says he will be fine. The surgery on his leg is scheduled for 3 days from now. The therapist comes in almost every day. He asks about you a lot. I’m sure this will help him relax some.”

I blew out my breath. “Good. Thank you for staying with him. The big bully at home won’t let me do much right now.”

The guard laughed. “Yeah, I can see that. He was really freaked when that prego chick showed up telling him you were missing. I’ve never seen Dillan so off-kilter. It was very disconcerting. He’ll calm down in time but will probably always be a little more overprotective than he was before.”

I nodded. “Yep. Kind of figured that. Speaking of which, I should probably let him know I’m done. Randy fell back asleep a few minutes ago.”

The guard lifted his phone and wiggled it. “He’s been messaging me nonstop since you got here. I doubt he ever made it to the club. My bets are on him already being downstairs.”

“Probably.” I huffed. “Thanks. I’m Fiona, obviously.” I raised my hand to him, and he took it.

“Eric. Nice to meet you. And welcome to the Indecent family.”

I fought the laugh, then gave up. “That is definitely one way to describe this family of ours.” With a small wave, and another thanks, I headed back out.

Sure enough, Dillan was standing outside the hospital doors, leaning against the town car.

“This is an emergency zone only, you know?” I stopped less than a foot in front of him, pulling the mask off my face so I could breathe again.

“It is an emergency.”

“Really? And what is that?”

Dillan put a hand on my back and leaned into my ear. “It's been hours and hours since I got to be with you.”

“You left me not even two hours ago, Dillan.” I pressed against him, speaking softly in his ear. “You had me multiple times before that.”

“It's not enough. It will never be enough.” He gripped my waist and yanked me against him, while he nibbled on my neck.

“Not outside the hospital, Dillan.”

“Whatever you say, princess.”

He released me long enough to open the back door of the car. I was going to ask why, until he started lifting my baggy t-shirt. I jumped in with a squeak. He laughed as he followed me. I didn’t even get a seatbelt on before his mouth was on mine. 

When my brain came out of what I was now referring to as the “Dillan Fog,” I was on the floor of the car, with no clothes.