been a very trying time for her. Iâll go get her now.â
Dex grabbed the manâs arm when he turned to walk off. âDonât bother. Whatever Halston Parker has to say, he can say to me alone. Thereâs no need to involve Caitlin.â
The older man shook his head. âHalston wants to speak with both you and Caitlin.â
Dex studied the doctor for a moment. âDo you have any idea what this is about?â
âEven if I did, Iâm not at liberty to say, Mr. Madaris. If you would like to wait in a private waiting room, Iâll get Caitlin.â
In the waiting room, Dex stood at the window looking down at the smaller office buildings below. His body tense, his senses alert, he knew the exact moment Caitlin quietly entered the room. He turned slowly to face her.
Their eyes connected immediately. Dex dragged his gaze over her. Even with tired lines etched around her eyes, her hair in disarray and her dress slightly wrinkled, as far as he was concerned, she still looked utterly beautiful. His heart felt like it was about to explode in his chest. How could he find her desirable after the hell sheâd put him through? He resented the fact that his strong attraction to her was still there. His reaction to her sparked his temper.
âHello, Dex.â
âCaitlin,â he acknowledged curtly. âIâd like to see your father as soon as possible, so he can say whatever it is he wants to get off his chest.â
âWe can go see if Dadâs awake now. If you donât mind coming with me,â she said, opening the door.
âYou go ahead. Iâll catch up in a minute.â He needed time alone to regain his composure. Seeing Caitlin again had brought a greater reaction than he had expected. Unwanted memories had coursed through him.
Caitlin nodded and closed the door behind her. A shiver passed through her body. The memories she had carried of her ex-husband were nothing in comparison to the masculine, virile reality sheâd just seen. Strength and power emanated from him. He was still the handsome Texan sheâd fallen in love with four years ago. His features were rugged and strong, and his nut-brown skin had darkened to a coppery-brown from hours undoubtedly spent in the sun. Dexter Madaris was still the most attractive man sheâd ever seen. A sudden feeling of dread washed over her when she remembered something else about him. He was a man who didnât forgive easily. Sheâd discovered that the hard way when he had not responded to her letter.
Her hands were numbed with cold when she found Dr. Flores at the nursesâ station. They were as cold as Dexâs attitude had been toward her. âDex wants to see Dad now, Dr. Flores. Is he awake?â
The older man searched her eyes. âAre you all right, dear?â
She swallowed hard before forcing a smile. âYes. Iâm fine. Can we see my father now?â
âYes.â
They turned upon hearing footsteps approaching on the tile floor. Dex came to stand before them. âIâm ready.â
Dr. Flores gently placed his hand on Caitlinâs arm to restrain her when she turned to leave. âPlease keep in mind at all times how much your father loves you, Caitlin.â He then walked off.
Caitlin frowned, pondering the doctorâs words. Did he know why her father had summoned Dex?
âLetâs get this over with.â Dexâs biting words intruded into her thoughts.
âThis way,â she said, leading the way to her fatherâs room. She wished she could ignore Dexâs obvious signs of anger, but he was definitely a brother with an attitude. When they reached her fatherâs room, without a single word, Dex pushed the door open and walked into the room past her.
Dex sucked in his breath. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight of the man he saw lying in the hospital bed. The shriveled-up man caused a sick feeling to engulf him. Halston
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