He gave her a mocking smile. “Knox told me you used to come here every weekend. I knew, eventually, you would come by for a visit, so I had the place watched. Old habits die hard.”
“Evidently. What do you want?” Rachel knew he wouldn’t let her leave until he told her what he wanted.
“I want you to fix Cash.” Shade’s determined face showed he was serious.
Her mouth dropped open. “I’m not capable of fixing him, Shade. I don’t have super powers.” She brushed a tendril of hair away from her cheek. “Besides, I already tried.”
“Then try again.”
“It’s not that simple.” Rachel didn’t know how to explain what she did; she never could. To her, it was simply a part of her, like breathing or blinking. It had always been there when she needed it, but fixing Cash would take more power than she possessed.#p#分页标题#e#
“You’re just going to leave him lying in that bed without trying?”
“I tried! What don’t you understand?”
Shade straightened away from the car. “Rachel, do you feel any better since you left town?”
“No,” she admitted.
“Then, if you’re going to feel like shit, why not stay in town near Cash? Even if you can help him deal with the pain, then wouldn’t it be worth it?”
“I don’t owe Cash any favors,” she responded stubbornly.
“Don’t act like you don’t care or you wouldn’t have come back to town. No one says you have to move back into your brothers’ house.”
“Where would I stay?”
“You could stay with Cash’s grandmother. No one goes near that old bitch’s house.”
A slight smile touched her lips. “She’s not that bad.”
“Yes, she is. Well?”
“All right.” Rachel caved in to doing what she wanted to do anyway. Shade had merely made it easier to accept.
“Good. She’s expecting you.” Rachel rolled her eyes; she hadn’t stood a chance against Shade. “I owe you, Rachel.”
“That’s the same thing you said when you asked me to go to work in the church store to help Lily. I would have helped Lily regardless, but it would have been nice if you would have broken up that fight before Cash opened his big mouth.”
Shade climbed on his bike, turning on the motor. “I paid you back when I helped Viper hold Cash back when Tate dragged you away. If he had gotten near Tate, he would have killed him. Welcome back, Rachel.”
Rachel watched as he drove away.
“Asshole.”
* * *
Rachel sat curled on the chair beside Cash’s bed, twisting her hands. The pallor of his normally tanned skin was white, and he was covered in so many abrasions that more of his skin had marks than didn’t. He had received spinal and head injuries, but the coma he was in was medically-induced. Rachel was relieved he wasn’t experiencing any pain.
When one of The Last Riders came to visit, she would go into the waiting room until they left. She didn’t speak to any of his visitors, pretending to read magazines to avoid conversations of why she was there. Cash had no family other than his grandmother, and she had been by several times to visit him in the hospital.
Rachel had moved in with her temporarily. She spent most of her time at the hospital, though, only going to Mag’s cabin when she needed to sleep or shower.
Rachel had met her several times before her stroke, and her personality hadn’t dimmed since her illness. If anything, she had become even more gregarious.
As the nurse came in to check Cash’s machines, Rachel ignored her curious looks, going to stare out the window as his bandages were changed.
After she left, Rachel returned to sitting by the bed. Even unconscious, his virility and masculinity managed to capture you. Her hand reached out to touch his cheek, but hearing a movement at the door, she snatched her hand back to her side.
Dean stood in the doorway.
Rachel looked away, unable to meet his eyes. Stepping away from the bed again, she started to leave the room.
“Stay.”
She stopped mid-flight and gave a sharp nod, going to the window.
Rachel heard Dean take a seat by Cash’s bed, taking Cash’s hand in his own. Rachel watched as Dean spent the next ten minutes talking to Cash as if he could hear what he was saying. It brought a lump to her throat to see a glimpse of the man who had been her pastor for years and whose guidance she had always respected.#p#分页标题#e#
Dean bent his head, saying a brief prayer before rising to his feet and coming to stand next to her at the window.
“The nurse tells me there hasn’t been any change.”