remarkable and until her parents knew the extent of her special
abilities, they had all agreed not to draw any more attention than
was absolutely necessary. Devon answered the only way he could
think it, “That’s really cool, Syd. Thanks for the
help.”
The
little girl nodded and returned her hand to his and his mate’s,
apparently content to just sit with him. Her father, however, was
another story. Lance was pacing back and forth and sighing at least
once every pass. Devon turned his head and watched a few trips
before asking, “What’s up, bud?”
Lance
stopped and looked out the window, arms crossed, legs shoulder
width apart, and blew out a long, slow breath. He answered without
turning around, “Nothing…everything…oh screw it. Nothing I can’t
handle.” He spun around and speared Devon with a look that said he
was done, but then added, “And let it go until you have your world
straight and then we’ll go grab a beer or twelve and solve all the
problems of the world. Deal?”
His brethren obviously needed to talk, but not in front of
Sydney and Devon respected that. He also knew that Sydney was
getting better at listening into their mind speak unless it was the
link between mates, so he understood why their normal form of
communication wouldn’t work. With no other options, he nodded his
agreement but added out loud, “Ya’ know I’ll hold you to that
beer and the
talk.”
Lance
half-heartedly chuckled and nodded, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I
know…you’re a dog with a bone.”
“Daddy,
you’re so silly,” Sydney laughed and jumped down, running to her
dad.
Devon
smiled as he watched Lance ruffle his daughter’s hair and listened
to Sydney’s resulting laughter, thinking how much his brother had
grown since meeting the two women in his life. The alarm on Lance’s
phone rang reminding him of Sydney’s appointment. The two said
their goodbyes and once again, Devon found himself alone with his
mate.
Needing to make sure Aaron had not gotten sidetracked, he
called to him, “Hey bud, how long till you
get here?”
“Pulling into the parking lot. Impatient much?” Aaron answered, and Devon could hear the grin
through their link.
“Actually, I am,” Devon
laughed. “See ya in a minute.”
He shut
down their connection and grabbed the overnight bag he had been
keeping in the closet. Ten minutes later he was shaved, had on a
fresh shirt, and was ready to get the show on the road. He’d just
decided to go check on Sam’s progress when she and her friend,
Charlie, entered the room, greeting him in unison. Sam continued,
“We have the paperwork you need and also…” She pulled a bag from
the hospital gift shop out from under her arm and handed it to him.
“A pair of scrubs for her to wear home. Is Aaron here,
yet?”
“You
called, doctor dear?” came from the hall, and within seconds Aaron
was standing in the doorway, a fresh cup of coffee in hand. A look
of surprise flashed across his face before he schooled his features
and walked to the far side of the room, speaking as he went. “Are
we ready to get the hell outta dodge, Bro?”
Aaron
had made kind of a wide berth around the doctors and Devon wondered
about his strange behavior, but could only focus on getting his
girl home. Devon grinned, “Yep. Sam and Charlie just got here with
her paperwork. How about you and I go out in the hall and sign it
while the ladies change my girl’s clothes?”
“Deal”
Ten
excruciating minutes later, Sam called to them that they were ready
to go. He and Aaron worked perfectly together, just as they had
hundreds of times, to get his mate transferred to a gurney and into
the elevator. Charlie had insisted they get an orderly, but the men
had it done before she could complete the call.
As soon
as his mate was loaded into the back of his SUV and he was buckled
into the driver’s seat, Devon breathed a sigh of relief and headed
out of the parking lot. A few of the pieces of the puzzle that
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