Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
“I was waiting for Bridget,” I answer.
Cameron has been waiting there. “Hey Tash,” he smiles. “Hi Cam.”
We walk silently into the hospital, hand in hand, and then into the lift where the security drop behind.
“You guys are coming out tonight, yeah?” Cameron asks. “No,” Joshua answers flatly.
“We’re staying at home.” He picks my hand up that he is holding and kisses the back of it again and I find myself melting at his feet. Maybe I am just imagining the mixed signals thing?
Cameron screws up his face. “Oh God, how boring staying home on a Saturday night.”
“I suppose it depends on who you are staying home with. Staying home with Natasha is anything but boring.” Joshua smirks and I smile like a little kid, this man really is divine.
“I’m going out with Abbie and Didge then,” Cameron says flatly.
“I think Didge has a date,” I answer.
Cameron raises both of his eyebrows at Joshua as he smirks. “Looks like it’s just me and Abbie then.”
Joshua shakes his head. “No,” he says flatly. I giggle.
Cameron screws up his face. “What do you mean no?” he asks affronted as he puts his hands on his hips.
“I’ve told you not to touch her,” Joshua snaps as the lift door opens and he pulls me through the door by the hand.
“I will do what I want,” Cameron smirks. “To who I want. And she will fucking love it just quietly.”
I smile and Joshua rolls his eyes as he drops my hand like a hot potato. Huh? I look up to see why he has just dropped my hand and I see his mother standing at the end of the hall looking down at us as we approach. He obviously still hasn’t bloody told her about us.
I walk to the lounge area and take a seat opposite Joshua and Bridget comes up in a rush.
“Oh, guys, they just put a sign up in reception. There has been a car accident and they need someone with blood type AB, at the children’s ward immediately. Does anyone know of anyone with that blood type? Apparently, it’s rare.”
My eyes snap up to Joshua and I stare at him, shit. My eyes nervously glance over to Cameron. He narrows his eyes in return as he folds his arms and leans back onto the wall. Holy fuck, that’s Joshua’s blood type…should I say something? No, let Cameron say something. For ten minutes I sit silently next to Joshua, praying for him to remember his blood type. How can someone so smart not even remember his blood type? What am I going to do? If I don’t tell him a child could die and I already know that less than two per cent of the population have this type of blood, the chances of finding some immediately are slim to none. Why isn’t Cameron saying something? Maybe he doesn’t know? No, he knows alright. Shit.
I sit and listen to Bridget and Joshua talking about some hotel in France that they have both gone to, but my mind is in overdrive.
Time is ticking and I am starting to sweat. I start to fidget in my chair and try to work out what to do. My eyes flick to Cameron who is sitting as calm as anything, watching me. What’s he watching?
I have no choice. I have to say something. “Joshua, I think that is your blood type, baby,” I whisper to him.
He frowns at me. “What?” he asks.
I swallow the nervous lump in my throat. “The child that needs blood has the same rare blood as you.”
Joshua frowns and looks at Cameron who is staring at me blank faced…oh crap.
“She’s right, it is your blood type. We had better go to the children’s ward.”
Joshua shrugs and stands immediately, and Cameron stands. “I’ll come with you.” His eyes flick to me. “Natasha, come with us.”
Oh shit, no way am I going. “No, I will wait for you here.”
Cameron narrows his eyes at me. “I insist.” He fakes a smile at me and holds out his hand. I swallow again and look at his outstretched hand. Now I’ve done it. I stand and follow the two boys down the corridor in silence. We get to the children’s ward. “Hello, I’m a doctor, and my brother here has blood type AB,
I understand you need a donation.”
The nurse puts her hand on her chest in relief. “Oh, thank God, yes please come this way.” She ushers Joshua away down the hall.
Cameron turns to me. “What do you know, Natasha, and I want the fucking truth.”
CHAPTER 23
Natasha
Cameron’s fierce eyes meet mine. “Well?”
I swallow uncomfortably, holy mother of God.
“What do you mean, Cameron?” I ask as I step back from him defensively.
“I mean…how do you know Joshua’s blood type?” he snaps.
I frown at him. “I looked on his chart in the hospital. How did you think I knew? What’s this about?”