Too many patients to see, too many charts to finish, not enough time to do it all, Carri could only imagine. âHopefully not until tomorrow morning. I know you were hoping to take him home tomorrow first thing, but after this, heâll need to be rechecked.â
âI understand,â she whispered as the nurse nodded briskly and took off for another room. âDamn it.â
âPlaces to go?â Josh asked mildly.
He could always do that. Say something in the most mild of tones, but make it sound completely condescending or insulting. Or maybe that was just the internal filter she played all his comments through.
âI could ask the same of you. Why donât you go play a game of pickup or something,â she retorted. She walked carefully into her fatherâs room, but he was out cold. She could have marched through the hall blaring a fog horn and he wouldnât have stirred. Picking up her purse from the table with the flowers, she tossed it over her shoulder and headed out with a mental promise to come back in the morning before breakfast.
âHey, hey, hold on.â Josh caught her arm as she speed-walked to the lobby. âIâm sorry. Not sure why Iâm griping at you right now. I know this sucks.â
He stuck his hands in his pockets and she watched him for a moment. For once, he seemed genuinely sorry. âOkay.â
âSo, are you staying with your parents?â he asked as she kept walking. His long legs kept up with hers easily. âOr did you get a hotel?â
âMom and Dadâs house. Just easier, since I didnât know how long Iâd be here.â
And also I canât afford to waste a dime thanks to the unplanned vacation.
âYou donât live with your mom, right? Youâre in an apartment?â
âEconomy style, yeah. Rented furniture, the whole nine yards. A lot of guys live there, so itâs not bad. Few guys with their wives, too. Theyâre all one-bedroom units, though, so no families. At least none that I know of.â He ducked his head down a little as they passed two women in the parking lot giving him the side eye. Carri wondered if they were giving him a second glance because they followed football, or because he was a good-looking guy.
Not that she wanted to admit it. Because, well, it was Josh. Sheâd never give his ego the satisfaction.
Carri froze halfway across the parking lot. âMom drove me this morning. I . . . donât have a car. Iâm an idiot.â
âThis way.â Josh turned her shoulders and started walking back the opposite direction. When he stopped in front of a boring sedan, she blinked.
âThis is you?â
âHey, itâs a good car. Lots of safety features.â When she raised her brows at him over the top of the car, he shrugged. âFine. My mom upgraded and gave me her old wheels.â
It definitely had a more âGailâ feel than a âJoshâ vibe. Naturally, he didnât open her door for her, so she climbed in herself. They were way past all that. As he backed out, she looked around. âYou keep it in better shape than you used to keep your car in high school.â
âMy mom would slaughter me if she found fast-food wrappers in her baby. She still loves this car, which is why I took it, even though she knew it was time to upgrade.â
For all his faults, Carri admitted silentlyâand he had a fewâJosh had always been a fantastic son.
And that was where the positives ended.
***
The morning after seeing Carri again for the first time in years, Josh found himself back in the Bobcats HQ office. This time with Coach Barnes and Trey, whose ankle was in a thick Aircast. He kept it propped up on a second chair and seemed to be without pain, but Josh winced anyway as he sat down beside him. âHey, dude. Nice accessory.â
âYeah, well . . .â Trey shrugged. âApparently Iâm a