Neil waved his mother away when he stepped out of the elevator.
Her eyes widened, and she firmed her lips and said, “Well, the least you could do is get a towel from the nurse and dry off a bit before you go in. You’re dripping everywhere.”
Jed strode past his mother to the nurses’ station, said something and gestured to Neil, and then walked back over. “Here’s a towel. Did you clear your head?”
“In a way. Candy’s awake, I heard. How’s she doing?” Neil didn’t miss the strange expression shared between Jed and his mother right before Rodney strode down the hall and jabbed his finger at Neil.
“You need to go take care of your bride,” his father said as he stepped closer. “Emily’s with her now.”
“Well, how is she?” Neil asked his father, knowing darn well he was stalling.
“How would you
