to inquire how he’s doing, and my sister would like to say a few words if he’s up to the company.”
My sister was a freakin’ rockstar. I held her hand, interlacing our fingers, palm to palm sharing my thanks silently.
The man’s face gentled. “You’re Simone?”
“Yes. Is he okay?”
The blond man smiled, and it lit up his face, making his already handsome one rather stunning. Though the man who saved my life was far more attractive. I always swooned for tall, dark, and handsome though several of my sisters would have dug this guy.
“He’s doing really well. A couple of fractured ribs and some serious soreness and bruising but the vest did its job. He’ll be back to work in no time. Not that he’d ever rest. And how are you?”
I reached for my bandaged arm and held onto it. “Twenty-two stitches and bumps and bruises.”
“The hand?” He glanced down at the hand that was wrapped and being held by my sister.
“Scratched up from hitting the asphalt. I’ll be good as new in a few days. Um, do you think I could see him?”
He gave us a boy next door grin. “I think he’d like that very much. He’s been asking about you. Come on.” He led us through the group of men gathered around and opened the door.
I walked in and my knight in shining hospital gown turned his head and smiled huge.
My heart stopped.
All sound disappeared.
There was nothing but him and me in that moment.
No machines. No hospital. No people milling about.
Just us.
I rushed to his form and threw my arms around him the best I could. He held onto me and pressed his chin to my neck.
“Thank you. Thank you for saving my life. I can’t ever repay that gift.” I snuffled against his warm, alive form.
“Hey, hey, we’re both okay. It all worked out.” He cupped the back of my neck under my hair and kissed my temple. “It all worked out.”
For a few long moments we held one another. Me standing over his bed leaning against him, him taking my weight and holding me close.
Eventually someone behind me cleared their throat.
I inhaled against his neck, the woodsy and fresh linen scent even stronger, but now mixed with something inherently rich and masculine. Pulling myself together, I leaned back and wiped the stray tears from my eyes.
“Oh, hello there. Whoa. Senator Wright?” Agent Fontaine said, clearly shocked to see my sister’s presence.
My sister smiled softly, her entire face softening at the sight of my savior.
“Thank you, Agent Fontaine, for saving my sister’s life. I am in your debt. If there is anything me or my office can do to assist the FBI or you with anything in the future, I am at your service.”
“Wow. Uh, okay. Thank you for that.” He shook his head as if trying to clear it before focusing on me.
I grabbed his hand and took the liberty of sitting on the side of his bed, not wanting to miss anything my living hero had to say. And honestly, the view was not bad. Even roughed up and on pain killers the man was possibly the most gorgeous man on the planet.
“Do you know when you’ll be released?”
He smiled softly and I watched his perfectly shaped lips lift and fall back into place.
Dreamy.
The man was incredibly good looking, and if I didn’t have so much adrenaline running through my system after all we’d been through, I would have been a puddle of goo at his feet.
“My name’s Jonah by the way. Jonah Fontaine.”
“Jonah.” I tried his name on for size and found I liked it very much. A little thrill of hope rippled through my already over-sensitized system.
I trembled and he narrowed his eyes. “You need to get home. Except not your home. Since the perp absconded with your vehicle, I’m assuming your purse, phone, and address were in the car too?”
My sister put her arm out and squeezed my shoulder. I glanced over to her.
“You are not going home. You shouldn’t be in that tiny box anyway. You’re moving in with me,” Sonia stated flatly, going right into Big Sister Says So mode. I hated that mode and found the off switch when I turned twenty-one, but she constantly tried to flip that sucker back on and make decisions about my life.
I shook my head. “No way. I’m going back to my house.”
“The hell you are. I forbid it.” My overprotective older sister positively vibrated as a red flush encompassed her cheeks and