From This Moment - By Alison Chaffin Higson Page 0,82
God, how can I be all hot and bothered when I’m in the hospital with a hell of a concussion.
Hearing someone at the door, he coughs and stands back, seeming reluctant to let go of my hair. I look up and collide with his eyes. I can’t look away.
“Grace?” Finding it so difficult to look away, I finally move my eyes to see Anna standing in the doorway.
“Anna! Come in. This is Josh Mitchell. He’s with the DEA.” Anna walks further into the room and shakes hands with him.
“We’ve already met. Hi Josh.” Anna looks as hot and bothered as I feel. He obviously has an effect on women. I need to stay well clear.
Anna turns back to me, “Grace, how are you doing?” she asks, as Josh starts moving towards the door.
“I’ll leave you both to it. Take care Grace.” He opens the door, then he turns back and gives me one hell of a look. Making me tingle.
Closing the door as he exits, Anna looks back at me, no doubt noticing the blush I can’t hide. “Grace Landon, what on earth have you done to that guy? He couldn’t take his eyes from you.”
“I could use a fan over here. Wow!” I laugh to try and hide my embarrassment. Never in my twenty-five years has anyone looked at me the way Josh just did. I’m still hot and bothered.
“You didn’t answer my question Grace. How are you doing?”
“I’m feeling a lot better, thanks. My headache is dim now compared to when I woke up in here. I guess I just feel overwhelmed with everything I have to deal with as soon as I get out of here.”
“Please try not to worry. You have friends Grace, who want to help you.” I frown, as I’m not known for letting someone else do things for me. “On this occasion you have to ask for help and don’t tell me you can handle it on your own. You’ve been through a lot and even though Tom was up to no good in the end, he was still your brother. I’m here to help and I’m not budging until you ask me to do something for you. Beth has asked me to tell you that she’s free to help as well. Both of us have a spare room so you can stay with one of us if you can’t face going home.” Running out of steam, Anna takes the seat Josh vacated.
I start to laugh. There is nothing else for it. Listening to ‘bossy’ Anna and watching her facial expressions has really cheered me up and started to pull me out of the slump I was falling into. First with sexy Josh Mitchell and now with Anna.
Wiping my tears away for an entirely different reason as before, I look at Anna, who’s trying her best not to laugh with me. “Okay Anna, you win. What do you want to do to help? I have a list, so take your pick.”
“Well now that you’ve agreed, I suppose I need to admit to you that Beth, Justin and Mack are at your house cleaning up the mess.” I open my mouth to speak; Anna holds her hand up to stop me. “Your house will be in walk-in condition when you get out of the hospital, if you do want to go back there. There is something I can’t do for you, but will be there with you, and that’s to arrange Tom’s funeral.” I just nod my head when Anna finishes speaking. I feel really choked up that they would do all that for me.
“Thank you – for everything.”
“Don’t worry. The nurse said you may be released tomorrow, in which case I’ll come and pick you up. I can take you home, if that’s where you decide to go and take you to the funeral home to get that out of the way. One less thing for you to worry about.”
“Alright.” I just agree, because I know from experience that there is no used arguing with Anna when she has a bee in her bonnet.
“I’ll go, and let you sleep.”
“Wait a minute. Will you tell me how Rona is?” I ask, feeling responsible.
“She’s a bit sore on her hip and thigh, which she banged up when she fell into the coffee table. She was also hit in the face which has left some bruising. She’ll be okay. My dad is looking after her. In fact she’ll probably be lucky to go to the bathroom