But I also feel horrible about what Adi’s going to have to go through because I worked so hard to pull him through.”
“We’ll get through it together,” I said, and for the first time, I really, truly believed it all the way down to my bones. “We have the truth on our side.”
“Craig will have a shiny new drunk driving charge,” he said. “So there’s that too.”
I pulled my head back, but I wasn’t really surprised. “He was drunk? I thought I smelled alcohol, but then I figured it had to be something in the hospital.”
“Nope, it was him. He should’ve known better than to get on a motorcycle intoxicated. They’re not called ‘donor’ cycles for nothing, and when people drive under the influence, it’s even more dangerous.”
“Yeah, but a lot of people don’t see it that way. I really didn’t think Craig would go that far though. Drunk on a motorcycle without a helmet? It’s a miracle he made it to the hospital in time for you to even have to make a decision.”
“Let’s hope it was a miracle that will make him change his ways.” He hugged me tightly before pressing a chaste kiss to my lips. “But he’s going to do what he’s going to do. In the meantime, how do you feel about going to get some lunch?”
“I think that’s the best idea I’ve heard all day.” I smiled, slipped my hand into his, and thanked my lucky stars that Cyrus had been right too. Chris really did know me well, and somehow, despite my mouth lacking a filter and everything else, he still wanted me as much as I wanted him.
Chapter 37
CHRIS
April and I walked out of the practice hand in hand. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have her by my side again, even if it had only been less than twenty-four hours since she’d last been there.
The possibility that I wouldn’t have her there again had made it feel like it had been weeks. With her fingers entwined with mine and everything between us out in the open, I had a renewed sense that we would last.
Now, all I had to do was convince her, especially since I still hadn’t told her about the revelation I’d had earlier.
It hadn’t felt like the right time, but now every time I opened my mouth, it was like the only words that wanted to come out were those.
April turned to look at me and walked sideways, her hand still in mine. “What do you feel like having for lunch?”
“Street tacos,” I replied without having to think about it. “I should probably warn you that I eat a lot of those. They’re my comfort food, my celebratory food, and my go-to for anything in between.”
“Yeah? Why’s that? I love a good taco, but I can’t say that I eat them for any special occasion.”
“My father had a taco stand.” I smiled at the memories of seeing him standing in his truck, grinning at customers who were all like friends to him, and chatting up a storm to them all. “They were the best tacos in New York. People came from all over to have them.”
The expression in her eyes softened. “That sounds amazing. I wish I could’ve tried one. You never thought about taking over the truck from him?”
“I did. That was the plan.” I tightened my grip on her hand and dodged a jogger scrolling on his phone who almost ran into me. “But then he got sick. Everything changed for me after that.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked.
“You know most of it. How close we were, what a shock it was, and now you know how it catapulted me into an entirely different career.”
“Do you regret it?” She wound a lock of hair absently around the fingers of her free hand. “Do you think you might have been happier if you’d taken over his truck instead?”
“No. I love my job.” I pulled her to a stop as we neared the stand, then wrapped my arms around her again. “Plus, I might not have met you if I’d been slinging tacos instead of working at the hospital.”
Her cheeks flushed, but she flashed me a wide smile. “Your lines are so cheesy sometimes, but I like them.”
“Except for the fact that it wasn’t a line.” Lowering my head, I claimed her lips for a kiss that wasn’t really appropriate for public viewing, but I also didn’t really care. When we finally broke