But it hadn’t been him.
She walked through the hallways, ignoring everyone around her. She’d done a post-op a few hours previously but had nothing scheduled – so even if she hadn’t taken a few days off, her superiors had ensured she had a light load – and it was driving Carrie crazy.
She needed to do something.
“Carrie, wait!”
She barely registered the words. After a moment, she stopped in her tracks, finally hearing them. Her heart immediately pounded in her chest.
Alex?
She turned to find Luke Norell looking more sheepish than ever. He still sported a fading black eye and a few cuts on his face and hands – he’d escaped almost unharmed from the fire at the Forest.
“What do you want?” she hissed. He’d still come to the wedding to fight Alex – wasn’t that enough to hate this man
