Brazing (Forged in Fire #2)
“Cary asked from my bedside. I could hear the hope in her voice, the curiosity. “Maybe… a boy?”
I snorted. “Mind your own damn business.”
“Not a chance, Tatum Halloway. Not a chance.”
I peeled my eyes open and tried to glare at my favorite nurse. I found myself smiling instead. Damn her. I wanted to hang onto my anger, hold it tight and let it feed me enough fire and brimstone to get me through this weekend.
I’d been admitted yesterday when I went to see Dr. Masters because I had been feeling worse than usual. I hadn’t even been in the office long enough to check in before I blacked out.
There had been a male nurse standing next to the circulation desk and he managed to catch me before I did any real damage to my body or brain. I was thankful that I didn’t also have a concussion, but I was frustrated with my weakness.
I had a dumb infection and not enough white blood cells to fight it off.
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