is, like her mother fell at my feet, Aline fell at yours.” Linc explained further.
“Yes, it appears it runs in the family.” Xavier laughed. He was starting to feel much more relaxed. On the war-path parents was more than he could handle.
Alistair turned serious. “You still haven’t answered our question.”
“Do I have a personal interest in your daughter?” Xavier asked.
The men nodded.
“At this moment, I admit I would like to get to know her better.” Xavier admitted.
“Fair enough. We appreciate your honesty,” Alistair said.
“But remember. You hurt her and I’ll feed you your balls,” Linc said.
“Understood.” Xavier answered. If any man could follow through with that threat, Xavier thought Linc would be the one.
A nurse appeared at the doors and called Linc and Alistair in to visit Aline.
Xavier and Callie watched as the men disappeared through the doors.
Xavier expelled a deep breath. One filled with relief. “Coffee and something to eat?” he asked Callie. “It’s been a long day and I’m starving.”
“That would be nice. Thank you.” Callie readily accepted.
They headed for the Hospital cafeteria.
Chapter Three
The nurse led Linc and Alistair to Aline’s bed. “She’ll be groggy for a while. We’ll be moving her to the ward in about thirty minutes,” she said before leaving them alone with their daughter.
Aline’s eyes were closed, puffy and bruised. The rest of her face was pale. An I.V. into her arm dripped fluid at a consistent pace and she was hooked up to all kinds of monitors and gadgets. Her right leg, encased in white plaster, rested on a mountain of pillows.
“It breaks my heart to see her like this,” Alistair whimpered.
Linc took his hand and moved them to the side of the bed. “I know sweetheart. It breaks my heart too.”
Linc bent forward and kissed her forehead. Alistair followed his lead.
Aline’s eyes fluttered open. “Dad, daddy, I’m so sorry.”
Linc brushed the tears from her cheeks as Alistair gathered her hand in his.
“Ssshh, sweetheart. There is nothing for you to be sorry about. It was an accident and there have been plenty of those in the past,” Linc said.
“I know dad, but none as bad as this. I was looking back at Callie and not watching where I was going.”
“Darling, that’s nothing unusual for you.” Alistair squeezed her hand. “How are you feeling?”
“I still have pain but nothing compared to how it was. My face is sore thanks to my face plant onto the step. I’ve never been so embarrassed. I don’t know how I’ll be able to show my face again.”
“You’re sitting there battered and bruised and with a broken leg and all you’re worried about is being embarrassed?” Alistair laughed.
“I guess it’s pretty stupid huh?”
Her fathers’ smiled and nodded.
“What did the doctor say? How long will I be here? What about my final unit? Dad, daddy.” She gazed at them both. “I can’t do another year here. I can’t spend any more time away from home.” She began to sob and Linc gathered her carefully against him for a much needed hug.
“Don’t upset yourself by worrying about that now. Daddy and I will sort something out with the University so you can continue with your studies. Callie can take you to classes in a wheelchair once you’re out of here and I’ll speak to Xavier about helping you catch up on the lectures you miss. It will all be fine, I promise,” Linc assured her.
Aline pushed back and swiped her hand across her eyes before looking at her Dad. “Xavier? When did you meet him?”
“He was in the waiting room when we arrived and introduced himself. Apparently he and Callie have been there since shortly after you were brought in. He’s extremely concerned about you and blames himself for your not so elegant swan dive. They are waiting for you to be moved to a ward so they can see you.”
“Dad threatened to deck him in the waiting room when he told us it was his fault