The sight of Chrissie, Bo and Shuri waiting for him outside the front entrance of the Anchorage Providence Hospital sent all of Ian’s professional demeanor flying into the wind.
Despite Bo’s oversize black beret and plaid knickers, he looked more grown-up than when Ian had seen him last. Chrissie wore a creamy wool coat with big pockets and a blue knitted scarf and looked so beautiful he could cry.
Grinning widely, he jogged over to them and opened his arms wide. He ignored the surprised glances of passing nurses and hospital staff. They all knew the reserved and serious Dr. Finnegan, not Ian-in-love.
Bo darted forward for the first hug. Ian managed to check his pupils first. “You look fine. Are you still feeling fine?”
“I’m great,” Bo assured him. “I already started going through the
