Emma
“I'm waiting." His deep voice rumbled through the suite.
“Dr. Dustin checked me, as you undoubtedly knew she would..."
Rett's footing shifted as an awkward silence settled around us. “What did she learn?"
“What I already told you—they didn't r**e me."
His chest deflated as he let out a long breath, and without another word, he returned to the door and opened it. A moment later, Ian entered wheeling a cart with two large silver domes as well as beverages.
“Come eat, Emma," Rett said as if my answer had given him permission to drop the other conversation completely.
Ian began to move the dishes to the small table.
As I started to stand, the room lost balance and I sat back against the soft sofa. I reasoned my dizziness was due to the recent medication taken on my empty stomach
