Reign of Night (Thorne Hill #7) - Emily Goodwin Page 0,74
it.” He brings a hand to my stomach once more. “But speaking of mothers, we’re supposed to see our baby.”
I gasp. “I kind of forgot.”
“The last hour or so was a little distracting.”
“You’re telling me.” I let my eyes fall shut, feeling Elena move around. “I left my phone in the car. I need to call Abby. She’s probably wondering if something bad happened because I said I’d be there right at sunset.”
“I have my phone,” he tells me, pulling it from his pocket. “And Abby’s number. We’re closer to the hospital here than at the office.”
We drove Eliza’s Mercedes to Scott’s office, and Lucas had planned on taking it to the hospital as well, not wanting to park his six-figure prized car in a public lot. Lucas hands me his phone, and I bring up Abby’s number. The call goes right to voicemail.
“Hey, Abby, it’s Callie calling from Lucas’s phone. We got a little hung up but are on our way now. I don’t have my phone with me, so if you need to get ahold of me, call me here.”
I end the message, give Lucas his phone back, and pick up Binx. I whisper an incantation, cloaking him from everyone other than Lucas and myself.
We get an Uber and Abby calls when we’re halfway to the hospital. After a super busy start to her shift, they hit a bit of a lull that won’t last long. She’s getting a room set up for me now and said to text her when we get there so she can try and sneak us in without having to go through the administration process.
I’m getting a little nervous and a lot excited again, as well as incredibly exhausted. The night turned so fast, going a direction I never thought it would go in. My anger got the best of me, and in all honestly, I’m surprised this hasn’t happened sooner. Lucas says he likes my petty and impulsive side, but those two things are bad enough on their own and dangerous when you mix it with my uncontrollable surges of power.
We go in all together, with Binx walking at my side, still cloaked from everyone’s eyes. A woman is at the check-in counter, angry about having to fill out insurance forms. She’s throwing such a fit it offers a good distraction, and Abby is able to slip us back into a room before anyone takes notice.
“What kind of hang-up did you run into?” She closes the door to the little room and wheels an ultrasound machine over, looking at Lucas with concern. Right. The front of his shirt is burned and one of his sleeves is bloody, with a tear in his shirt.
“It’s probably one of those situations you’d rather not know about,” Lucas answers for me. “Everything is good now.”
“You know what? I think I’m fine leaving it at that.” Abby motions for me to get on the bed. “I’m not an OB, but I do have an OB friend who’s on-call tonight. I already paged her to come down and do an emergency ultrasound on my sister who fell going up the stairs and wants to be checked out just to be safe. Though given the state you’re in, I should have said you were in an accident.” Her eyes go to Lucas’s chest again, and she shakes her head. “When was the last time you had anything to eat or drink?”
“A while ago,” I say ruefully, remembering that my hot dog and pizza were already delivered to the house, and I didn’t get to eat them.
“Is she moving around a lot? They tend to be pretty active after you’ve eaten.”
I put my hand on my stomach. “Not at the moment, but she’s usually pretty active.” I take off my coat and get on the gurney, lying back and adjusting the pillow under my head. Binx jumps up with me, sitting at the foot of the bed, staying out of the way but still offering me comfort. We wait a good fifteen minutes until Abby’s OB friend comes in.
“Hi,” she says, going to the little sink in the room to wash her hands. “I’m Dr. Forester. I heard you tripped and fell?”
“Yeah. I’m such a klutz,” I lie.
“Are you in any pain?”
I look at Abby, wondering if I should fake it so I get special treatment, though I don’t want it to be too special where the OB thinks I need further monitoring. Abby ever so slightly shakes her head.