Now, with her shift finally over, Cordelia tugged her coat tighter around her and hurried toward the hospital’s main exit. She wanted nothing more than to collapse on her bed and try to find some way to clear her thoughts.
Except the lobby wasn’t its usual quiet, hushed space.
A strange buzz filled the air. Patients’ family members stood by the walls, whispering and sneaking glances toward the doors. A few younger nurses who had just clocked out were grouped together, their eyes wide and excited, as if some celebrity had walked in.
Cordelia followed their gaze.
And then she froze.
Right at the entrance, bathed in the amber light of the sinking sun, stood Ash. Or rather, leaned. One broad shoulder propped against the wall, helmet tucked under his arm, hair mussed by the wind. Behind hi
