burning eyes. He felt so fucking weary. It had been three days of hunting Siegel without a trace of the guy. And just as many days of missing Logan. Even his cell phone had remained strangely quiet.
A sound in the hallway popped his eyes open and he galvanized into action. Yanking off his pants and shirt, he pulled on a pair of scrubs from one of the lockers. Shoving his clothes into his backpack, he hitched it over one shoulder. Remember, you’re just another staff member leaving his shift, he reminded himself.
“Fuck, this so isn’t a good idea,” he muttered, but left the nurses’ locker room and stepped out into the hallway.
Oh, not that he couldn’t pull it off, but it wouldn’t do any good to drag Logan back into this shit.
Then why did he find himself moving through the small community hospital of Crumpet dressed in a pair of scrubs?
He’d told Logan he wasn’t coming back… and here he was. Why couldn’t he stay away from this man?
Reaching Logan’s room, he found it empty.
Damn it! His EMT buddy had assured him Logan was still there, but he was too late. Logan must have gone home. The thought of Logan leaving without saying goodbye or even a phone call brought a lump to his throat.
A noise in the hallway sent him into the restroom, and from there, into the adjoining room. He cracked opened the exit door and noticed several men in the hallway.
They hailed a passing nurse and asked her about the patient.
“He was discharged earlier,” she told them and continued on her rounds. She really needed to brush up on her HIPAA course and he had half a mind to stop at the admin desk on his way out.
A slight sound behind him spun him around and he pulled his gun at the same time, aiming it at…Felix’s head.
“Whoa!” Felix hissed.
“Shit!” Macy lowered down his gun and glared at the smirking bodyguard. “Where’s Logan?”
“Doc discharged him today.”
Felix waved at the gun he still held. “Don’t shoot, I’ll take you to him.”
“What are you still doing here?” He frowned and tucked his gun away beneath his scrubs.
Felix nodded to the hallway. “Keeping an eye on the asshole gang out there. I think they’re the ones that ransacked your apartment.”
He gave a nod of agreement and when Felix eased the door open, Macy stayed on the man’s flank. It was better if he stayed out of sight behind Felix. They wouldn’t think anything of Felix being there, but if they got a look at him, they’d start shooting. And even though the men had more than likely killed Frank, no way in hell did he want to be responsible for the carnage Siegel’s men would cause inside the hospital.
They made it safely out of the hospital, and a few streets over, they took the back stairs upward into an office building that was closed for the weekend.
“Macy?” Logan’s voice drew his eyes to the man resting on a sofa in one of the break rooms. “You didn’t call.”
“I’m sorry.” He hurried to Logan’s side. Sinking down to sit on the edge of the cushion, he brushed the hair away from Logan’s forehead. His heart melted beneath Logan’s tender look.
“I thought you weren’t coming.”
“I had another thought,” he murmured. God, maybe this could work.
“What’s that?” Logan briefly closed his eyes beneath his touch before they were open again and locked on him.
“We stick together.”
A tiny smile quirked at the corner of Logan’s mouth. “I’ve been telling you that.”
Macy gave a wobbly smile. “I know. I wasn’t listening, but I am now.”
“Progress,” Logan whispered, making Macy’s chest go all tingly and tight.
His eyes suddenly burned and he fisted Logan’s shirt and slowly pulled the man forward until their chests were touching. He briefly searched those clear green eyes before he dipped his head and brushed his mouth against Logan’s lips. Logan’s hands clenched at his waist and Macy sighed into the man’s mouth.
“Psst. Sorry to break up this little reunion,” Ryder interrupted their kiss. “But what’s the plan?”
“Let’s get the hell out of here and somewhere safe before we make a plan,” Logan said.
“I know a place not far from here.”
The beach house was not far, and under the cover of darkness, they made it in record time. He was glad because Logan looked exhausted. The owner of the house had passed away two months prior and the place currently stood empty waiting for the next of kin to either claim it