Kane(68)

 

“Sorry, honey. Your veins were hidin’, but I got one.”

 

Brilliant.

 

I opened my eyes when I felt a hand touch my back. Kane was next to me and he looked very worried. “Can you use a smaller needle, ma’am? I don’t want you to hurt her, she’s important.”

 

I melted.

 

My heart literally melted into a puddle.

 

“I’m fine,” I murmured to him and looked away because my cheeks flushed with colour.

 

The nurse looked between us and smiled. “It’s in the vein now. A few more steps and we’re done. Okay, sir?”

 

Kane reluctantly nodded his head, but he didn’t move away from me. He kept his hand on my back and leaned down to kiss the crown of my head when I pressed it against his chest.

 

I was absolutely beaming on the inside, and I thought myself such a fool for being so giddy.

 

I tried not to dwell on my growing feelings for Kane—yeah, I admit it, I was stupidly starting to fall in like with the dickhead—and focused on the nurse instead.

 

I watched as she withdrew a few vials of blood from me, and then removed the needle and put a cotton ball where the needle had been and some sticky tape over it to hold it in place on my arm.

 

“Okay, honey, you can go back out to the waiting area. Leave your file with me and by the time you’re called in for your scan, the nurse attending you will have your file. It will be updated with all the results from the tests that will be performed today with your blood.”

 

I nodded my head. “Thank you.”

 

Kane stepped close to me and held my hands as I got off the bed. I was a little surprised that my legs suddenly felt a little weak. It caused me to slump a little.

 

“Whoa.”

 

“I’ve got you,” Kane said and lifted me back up onto the bed.

 

“Poor dear. Has she eaten today?” the nurse asked Kane.

 

I was leaning against his chest so I couldn’t tell if he shook his head or not.

 

“No, she throws up in the mornings. Her morning sickness hasn’t gone away yet.”

 

The nurse sighed, “I’ll go get her some Lucozade for her blood sugar. After she drinks it go bring her to the deli in the café area and get some food into her.”

 

“Yes, ma’am.”

 

A few seconds of silence went by then I felt Kane kiss the crown of my head again. “You okay?”

 

I nodded against his chest.

 

He sighed, “I was losing my mind watching her take so much blood from you. I had to stop myself from interfering and telling her to stop.”

 

I shyly smiled. “Aww, you care about me.”

 

“I care about you more than anyone.”

 

I blinked my eyes and looked up at him. “I’m tellin’ your brothers you said that.”

 

Kane chuckled and placed his hand on my back and rubbed up and down. I could get used to this side of him, I thought as I closed my eyes until my dizzy spell went away. I opened them when the nurse walked back into the room holding a white plastic cup.

 

“This is Lucozade, drink it,” she said and handed me the cup filled with orange liquid. “It will make you feel better until you get some food into you.”

 

I thanked the nurse as I took the cup from her hands and brought it to my lips. I took a little sip of the drink then finished it in three gulps.

 

I hummed, “That was nice.”

 

Kane chuckled, “Food time.”

 

Yes. Food.

 

Kane took my hand and lead me out of the blood room and if I wasn’t so lightheaded, I would have blushed like a little schoolgirl. I shook my head at myself and followed Kane as we headed to the café within the hospital. I sat down at an empty table while Kane went about and got some sandwiches and crisps.

 

“Excuse me, ma’am, do you have the correct time?”

 

I looked up to who spoke, and for a second, I got a fright. The man was a burn victim—half of his face was just one big scar. I tried my very best not to stare at it.

 

I glanced at my phone for the time and when I got it, I looked back to the man and said, “Just after nine, sir.”

 

“Thank you.” He winked.

 

I smiled. “You’re welcome.”

 

He glanced at my stomach. “Good luck.”

 

Huh?

 

I looked down to my stomach and laughed.

 

He meant good luck with my pregnancy.

 

I think.

 

“Oh, thank you. I’m only twenty weeks away. It’s not long now.”

 

The man stared at me for a moment. “Yeah, not long at all.”

 

What?

 

I was about to say what I was thinking to him, but he turned and walked away without waiting for my reply or saying goodbye. He didn’t look back, just walked out of the cafe and towards the exit of the hospital.