The Rocker Who Wants Me (The Rocker... Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B

her like a lover, but the way they looked at each other when they assumed no one else was watching was full of secrets and longing.
    Across from Wroth sat Devlin, Zander and Natalie. The rockers didn’t look all the worse for wear, and I assumed it was from all the years of touring and the unpredictable sleep schedule that went with it. Natalie, who had been going home at night with Linc to get a few hours of sleep in her own bed, looked more tired than they did. Still, Natalie had been working her ass off with Emmie.
    Natalie was scheduled to go on tour with OtherWorld in March and for the last few weeks she had been trying to make friends with the band. She had seemed to get the closest with Zander friend-wise, but I knew that she was crushing on Devlin in the worst way, which was why she tended to hide it behind disdain for the long-haired, sexy drummer.
    A few seats down from the three sat Gabriella Moreitti. She was alone, as she had been before and after her cousin had arrived. The chick had been quiet, and I wasn’t yet sure if it was because she didn’t want to draw attention to herself from Emmie or anyone else, or if she was just so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice anyone else was in the room.
    On the only couch in the room sat Emmie, who was finally taking a breather from running her ass off all day long. She sat in the middle of Axton and her husband. Both had an arm around her shoulders, as they whispered back and forth. Nik, seeing my eyes were on the three of them, paused before giving me a grin and a wink. I found the energy to smile back, because there was no way I couldn’t not smile at Nik Armstrong if he was granting me one of his sinfully gorgeous smiles.
    Drake and Linc weren’t present at the moment. Linc still had to work, but he was stopping by every night to check in and take Natalie home. It made me feel better that he was with her and could protect her from all the grabby hands of the crazies outside. Drake only spent a few hours each day with us. He didn’t like to leave Lana alone with Neveah and Mia for too long. Lana, who thankfully hadn’t had too horrible of an episode with post-partum after the baby had been born was, however, fighting some anemia issues and tired out easily.
    Finally, my gaze fell on Harris who was sitting by the closest window to the door, staring off into space. He had a tormented look on his face and I couldn’t help but want to reach out to the boy. I glanced at my watch and then back at him. Making my decision, I grabbed his elbow and tugged him up and out the door with me.
    “Where are we going?” he asked quietly as I headed to the double doors that kept us out of the ICU ward.
    “You haven’t been back to see him since you got here.” A look of apprehension crossed Harris’s face but he didn’t protest as I punched in the code that was used to unlock nearly every door in the building. With my hand still on his arm, I pulled him through the door and up to the nurses’ station.
    The nurse whom I’d come to be thankful for over the last few days was on duty tonight and I offered her a tired smile as we stood in front of her. Her gaze lifted from where she had been watching the heart monitors and smiled back. “I know we’re a few minutes early, but Harris hasn’t gotten to visit with his uncle yet and with everyone else wanting a few minutes he probably won’t get to see him when visiting hours do start at six.”
    The nurse hesitated before waving us on our way. I gave her a salute in thanks and turned Harris around. Liam was the most critical patient in ICU at the moment, which was saying a lot as there were several other patients who were basically knocking on death’s door. Being the most critical meant that Liam’s room was right in front of the nurses’ station. The glass door opened soundlessly as we stepped right in front of it and I tugged Harris inside.
    The two of us stood beside Liam’s bed, and I felt a small whisper of