Porter’s gaze followed Maggie as she paced the waiting room. They’d been at the hospital most of the night. He’d expected her to volunteer to stay back and take care of things at the inn to avoid going to yet another hospital. But she hadn’t hesitated to join her sisters in the caravan to Johnson City. Still, exhaustion and anxiety wrapped around her like trailing blankets. Both arms crossed over her middle, as if she had to physically hold herself together. That just killed him. He wanted to wrap her up, let her lean again. But he knew she wouldn’t do that in front of her family.
Did any of them remember that today was the anniversary?
Across the waiting room, Kennedy was asleep against her husband Xander’s shoulder. Ari was dozing on the other. Athena’s boyfriend, Logan, was slumped in
