through it more than once today and let it all fall naturally into slight waves. Certainly it was nothing at all like the no-hair-out-of-place men she encountered in the social circles she was accustomed to.
The nurse left them alone then and Hunterâs attention returned to Terese. âHow are you doing?â he asked, barely penetrating her preoccupation.
She consciously pulled herself out of that preoccupation and said, âIâm fine. I felt a little weak and light-headed for a while but they gave me juice and cookies and Iâm okay now. Theyâre letting me go home.â
He pointed a thumb over his shoulder at the door the nurse had just gone through. âSheâd told me before that you were getting out. Thatâs why Iâm here.â
That sounded like it might evolve into a fast goodbye and Terese didnât want it to. Not before she knewhow her nephew was. So she said, âMore importantly, how is Johnny?â
If Hunter had been about to make a quick exit, it didnât show because he swung a leg over the wheeled stool the doctor had used and sat down across from her. âJohnnyâs okay,â he announced with relief in his voice. âThe nosebleed stopped. Finally. And the transfusion made him feel better. Theyâre keeping him for forty-eight hoursâsomething about checking his hemoglobin to make sure it stabilizes. But as long as he isnât bleeding, weâre doing well.â
âAnd during the forty-eight hours will they know if he has hemophilia or not?â The drive to the hospital had only taken about twenty minutes, but Hunter had filled her in on a few things along the way.
âYeah, those results should be in before they let him go. Theyâre pretty sure thatâs what weâre dealing with, though. They said weâll have to be cautious but thereâs no reason to panic. It isnât a progressive disease or a debilitating one. Which is good.â
âIn other words, itâs not something youâd want him to have, but it could be worse,â Terese summarized.
âRight. Iâm sorry you couldnât come in and see him. The nurses told me you wanted to, but between the nosebleed and the transfusion the poor kid was overwhelmed and not up for company.â
âThatâs okay. I understand.â But that didnât mean she hadnât been disappointed. Sheâd been hopingthis would be an opportunity to meet her nephew. The nephew she probably wouldnât have any other chance to meet, even though it was something sheâd always wanted.
âOnce the bleeding stopped,â Hunter was saying, âand the transfusion was over, Johnny was exhausted. He fell right to sleep.â
Terese nodded. âIâm just glad heâs okay.â
âIâll be staying here with him but since heâs out like a light now I thought I could run you home without him missing me.â
âYour wife isnât here?â Terese asked, knowing that a married couple had adopted Eveâs baby.
Hunter handsome features tensed again. âWe lost her two years ago,â he said quietly.
âOh. Iâm so sorry.â
He didnât offer any more information on his wifeâs death and although Terese was curious, she didnât feel free to question him.
He continued with what heâd been saying before that. âI donât want you to have to take a cab home or bother anyone to pick you up.â
âItâs okay. I called the house when they told me Iâd be able to leave and had a car sent to get me.â
Did that sound pretentious? Terese hoped not. But just in case it did, she added, âI donât usually use the Town Cars or the drivers. I like driving myself. I have a small sedan. But since I rode here with youâ¦â
It occurred to her that Hunter Coltrane wasprobably not interested in that many details of her means of transportation, so she stopped