Indivisible (Steel Talons Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Evelyn Glass Read Free Book Online Page B

speech.” To punctuate that statement, he kissed her, long and hard, and the only reason he didn’t drill her again was that he knew they only had a few short hours before they had to be at the hospital to bring her father home.
     

CHAPTER TWELVE
     
    Susan’s wrist ached, as she finally signed the last of the documents the hospital used to cover their asses, as they released her father with a trunkful of meds and scripts. She would have thought they’d be a little less hesitant since he was going home with his daughter, who was a paramedic halfway through med school and a full-time nurse. However, she saw the hesitation on their faces as she entered his room, as they were disconnecting their machines.
     
    “I assume you want the IV taps left in,” Bridgette, the forty-something nurse with the pleasant smile that Jim had hired, asked.
     
    “Yes, please. We’ll be changing them every few days, but I want to be able to get him hooked up quickly back at home.” She stopped, her mind reeling that she’d just referred to Jim’s house as home . She supposed, in a way, it was. She’d be spending a hell of a lot more time there, after all.
     
    “That works for me; but, I’d suggest changing them tomorrow morning. Whoever has been in charge of this hasn’t even cleaned them properly in probably a week, much less changed them out.
     
    Bristling, Susan tried to ignore further evidence of abuse. When this was over, she was filing a lawsuit against this hospital, and when she won that lawsuit, she’d have the money—and the medical license—to come in and revamp this hospital into a place where you could trust people to care for your loved ones in your absence. It would become a place where there was more treatment going on than gossip.
     
    She took her father’s bony fingers in hers and stroked them until he stirred. “Dad? I need you to wake up for just a minute, Dad. Can you hear me?”
     
    He made a small noise and nodded his head almost imperceptibly. She touched his forehead, feeling the fever burning through his body. “Dad, we’re going to move you. You’ll be in the back of an ambulance for about twenty minutes, and you’ll get jostled around a little. You won’t have your pain meds dripping, so it’s going to be uncomfortable for a while. Are you following me?”
     
    He nodded again and coughed. “Where are we going?” he rasped. “Am I dying?”
     
    “Not today, and not for a while if we can help it,” Bridgette called out from behind them.
     
    Susan gave her father a reassuring smile, as he opened his eyes to squint at her. “No, we’re going to take you somewhere so you can be more comfortable and have constant care.” She motioned for Bridgette to come over. “This is Bridgette. She’s going to be a full-time nurse for you, and I’ll be there a lot, too. When neither of us are there, you’ll have Jim.”
     
    “Where?” he asked again. “Can’t go home.”
     
    He was right, and that pissed Susan off. However, she pushed it down to deal with at another time. “No, we’re not taking you home. And I don’t have room in my apartment, but Jim was nice enough to fix up a room in his house. There’s all the hospital equipment, and you can even go into the shower in your wheelchair. Bridgette, Jim, and I are going to keep you cleaner, healthier, and better medicated.”
     
    She saw a tear form in one of his eyes, and she nearly broke. “Susan, I don’t have enough money for this.”
     
    “It’s alright, Dad. You aren’t paying a dime.” He started to protest, but she stroked a hand over his cheek to calm and quiet him. “It’s being handled. Remember, someday, I’m going to be a rich and famous doctor, too. Anything I borrow or spend now, I’ll be able to pay back with a single check.”
     
    “And most of it, she’ll never need to pay back, Dr. MacGregor.” Susan looked up at Jim, as he stepped into the room, and she stared. She’d become accustomed to the