looking at him a huge grin split his face. “Ellie, baby! Can you hear me?”
“Yes,” she croaked. Her throat was dry and felt rusty. “Water?” she asked.
He pushed the button for the nurse, still grinning at her. “Hang on, baby, someone is coming. How are you feeling?”
“Where . . . what?”
He picked her hand back up, moving gingerly around the IV. “Honey, you were in an accident, a hit-and- run.”
She searched her memory, trying to remember what he was describing. “Your flowers,” she whispered.
Clearly not understanding, he leaned closer, “What, baby?”
“Someone made me drop your flowers . . . so sorry . . . your tulips.”
Declan felt a kick to his gut. She had gotten hit by a car, but was apologizing to him about flowers? Was her injury making her delusional?
He stroked her uninjured cheek. “Just rest, Ellie. You are going to be alright.”
“Bought you flowers, something hit me . . . I . . . dropped them.”
Holy fuck! She was in the hospital and she was upset over dropping flowers she had bought for him? If he hadn’t already admitted to himself that he loved her that would have surely brought him to his knees. “Ellie,” he whispered near her ear. When her eyes fluttered back open, he said, “I love you, sweet girl. I love you so damn much.”
“Love you,” she muttered before she drifted back off. As far as first declarations of love went, it was brief, but he knew it was a moment that would be etched on his heart forever.
Chapter Twenty
Ella had been in the hospital for over two weeks and by now she was ready to climb the walls. She knew that she should just be grateful to be alive and she was, but being poked, prodded and woken at all hours of the night was getting old. Declan had been her saving grace. True to form, they had fallen into a pattern that revolved around love almost as easily as they had established one around friendship. He visited in the morning before work, then during lunch, and once he was done with work for the evening.
She had been vaguely aware of him telling her that he loved her before her first surgery, but he had done more than that since. He had showed her in so many ways. He dealt with her parents like a pro and, even though she would never admit it, she was pretty sure that her mother was actually starting to like him now. Her father and Crystal had been easier to win over. He had even brought Evan by a few times to see her and on their last visit, they smuggled in Happy Meals for all of them. A hamburger had never tasted so good. Declan also helped her shower, wash her hair, and was infinitely patient with her when she was feeling sorry for herself or frustrated by her body’s limitations.
The nurses had fallen in love with him as well. For someone as standoffish as Declan had been, this suddenly social Declan was truly something to experience. He was always dropping off donuts or some goody for the nurses because he wanted to thank them for taking such good care of Ella. They turned a blind eye to the visiting hours policy where he was concerned. He came and went as he wanted, and they had no problem with it. He had even been caught several times in the bed with Ella when she couldn’t sleep. Instead of scolding him, the morning nurse had actually praised him for taking his shoes off first.
Ella was up and walking each day now. The doctors had been forced to remove her spleen when it ruptured and she had also undergone an additional surgery to repair the damage to her pelvis. She was now more like the bionic woman than she would have ever wanted, thanks to the plates and screws it had taken to stabilize her fractured pelvis. She was still walking with a limp, but it improved as her flexibility returned in small measures.
When the door to her room opened, she felt a smile tugging at her lips as Declan walked in carrying his latest contraband item. She was pretty sure the cup he carried contained her favorite white chocolate mocha and the bag in his other hand contained a cinnamon roll with cream cheese frosting. The man certainly knew what she loved. He gave her an easy smile in return as he pulled her tray over to the bed and settled the coffee and bag on top of it. He leaned over and rested his lips lightly against hers. He dropped one more kiss on the tip of her nose before pulling back. “Hey, baby, how’s my girl today?”
“Going crazy here,” she pouted. “I’m ready to go home.”
“Awww, I know, Ellie. I might have some news that will interest you though.”
“Oh, please tell me you have some good office gossip,” she moaned.
Chuckling, Declan said, “Nope, sorry, I guess you will have to settle for going home tomorrow instead.”
“What! Oh my God, please don’t be kidding about that!”
“I’m serious, baby. Julie said that the doctor is planning to release you tomorrow, as long as you are still doing as well as you are now. He is supposed to be by to talk to you later this morning.”
She felt tears gathering in the corner of her eyes. Since her accident, it seemed like she cried whether she was happy or sad. One of the nurses told her that a traumatic event caused your emotions to be unsettled for a while and that sure was the case with Ella. She went through a box of Kleenex every few days. “I’m so happy,” she whispered.
Declan gently wiped her tears away and said, “Yeah, I can see that, Ellie. It’s going to be okay. Is there anything in particular that you need from your apartment? I’ll try to get everything this afternoon so we can go straight to my place tomorrow when you’re released.”
After some initial opposition from her parents, it had been decided that Ella would live with Declan until she was fully recovered. He had an elevator in his apartment, which would make it easier for her to come and go until she was healed. She had been worried about being a burden on him, but the idea seemed to thrill him. She had to wonder if he ever intended for her to return to her place. “I could use some of my clothing and um . . . underwear.”
“You got it. Ellie . . . I love you.”
Ella melted as she did every time he said those words to her. Would she ever get used to hearing them? “I love you, too.” Oh crap, more tears. She didn’t think she had ever said those words to him without crying either. Ugh.
He mopped her up from her latest round of waterworks and handed her the cup of coffee he had brought. When she was finished, they took a walk in the corridors until she was tired and her limp more pronounced. When they returned to the room, Mac was waiting for them.
“Hey, guys. I figured you were around here somewhere. Ella, you look even better than you did yesterday.”
Ella smiled at the man she had grown close to in such a short amount of time. “Thanks, Mac. You’re early today.” He usually dropped by in the afternoon to check on her and bring her some new reading material.
“Yeah, I’ve got some news and I hoped to catch Declan here.” Declan sent him a questioning look and Mac nodded slightly. “They have the person who hit you in custody, Ella.”
Declan pulled her against him, bracing her as she started to tremble. “Who is the bastard?” He knew he wasn’t going to like the answer. Mac rubbed his forehead before releasing a deep breath.
“She’s just a scared and freaked out, seventeen-year-old kid. The police were close to identifying the car from the video cameras at the supermarket. Well, this morning the girl and her parents walked into the police station and she turned herself in. Said she just couldn’t take it anymore. She told her parents everything and they all came in together.”
Declan heard Ella release a ragged sob and he knew the feeling. Fuck! Since the accident, he had dreamed about the moment they would find the monster that had hurt Ella and now he felt even more helpless than before. His anger was all that had kept him going for those first few days. His need for justice and, hell, probably even revenge. Shit.
“What’s going to happen to her?” Ella asked.
