His smirk deepens incrementally as he glances at me from the corner of his eye. Without a word, he returns to his soup.
“Fine,” I say, lofty, turning to my own bowl. “If you know me so well, I don’t need to ask questions. Proceed to inform me.” I crumple a bunch of crackers into my soup. “You smug-ass wolf.”
He grins, laughing a little. “The patients got to the hospital just fine. A few came in during the day today while you slept, but nothing major. Well, one very broken leg, but the doctor handled it.”
I nod, frowning, considering this. “Any kids?”
Cole turns to me in surprise. “What?”
“Grace noticed it,” I say, raising my chin towards her. “All these women, very few men, not a single child. Not even anyone like…adolescent.”
Cole sits straighter and goes a little pale, glancing at
