Chapter Thirty-Two
Orla opened her eyes in the hospital to see Lorcan’s striking blue eyes looking down at her. Then Riley came in, sitting down next to him. She wished Noah and the cat would come in as well, so she’d know she was the only one lying in a hospital bed.
“How’s Noah?” she asked groggily.
“He’s fine now, in the children’s wing,” Riley said. “He doesn’t remember what he did, though.”
“I’ll look into it when I’m up,” Orla said, pushing herself to a sitting position. Lorcan helped her. He tucked a large pillow behind her back for support.
“I just want to say thank you,” Riley said.
“For what? I didn’t exactly help Noah or anything. The boy saved himself—and his mother. That’s unbelievable.”
“You took us there.” Riley said.
“How did we end up in the hospital, and how did w
