My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. As the sterilized scent of the hospital clogged my nostrils, I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against the wall, wishing this was all a bad dream.
When I heard footsteps approaching behind me, I looked up, thinking it was someone with news, but it was just a nurse walking by. She sent me an encouraging nod I wasn’t able to return. I was still trying to process what had happened in the last few hours.
After I had punched Reese’s ex in the jaw, scoring a direct hit, he’d lost his grip on her and went stumbling back in a daze until he fell flat on his ass on the floor.
Reese had been stunned. “You hit him,” she gasped. “I can’t believe you just hit him.”
“He tried to kill you,” I cried. “Hell, yes, I hit him.”
“But...” She shook her head before explo
