Page 25 of Forever Found
“Please let me s-see Adam,” I sniffled as I looked up and met his eyes. “Please. I need to see him, Jord. Please.”
“Of course you can see him, Addy. Just slow down a little for me though first. Tell me what’s going on,” he urged as he led me over to a row of hard plastic chairs. He sat down and pulled me into his lap, where I happily settled.
“I just…I need to see him. I n-need to see for myself, you know? I c-couldn’t wait, and Kane was being an ass, so I…I just left. I t-took Eli’s car,” I explained more calmly.
“Kane? Being an ass? I don’t believe it,” he joked, making me smile.
“He w-wanted me to sleep, and I…I get that. I am tired, but I’m also sc-scared to sleep, Jordan. The images…they’re right there every time I close my eyes. All I could think about was getting here and seeing you….a-and Adam. I needed that, but Kane…he wouldn’t bring me. I didn’t mean to scare him, but I had to come.I had to,” I cried, hoping he’d understand and not be annoyed with me too.
“Sshh now. You were right, Kane was being an ass. He should have brought you here. He should have understood that you need to see Adam after the way he looked last time you were with him. I understand that. I’d feel just the same, beautiful,” Jordan agreed, much to my relief. “Are you okay? You look exhausted and you’re shaking so hard. You made it here in one piece?”
“Yeah. I parked Eli’s car outside. I’m okay,” I assured him.
“Princess, I can see you’re far from okay,” he sighed. “Just let me text the asshole back so he knows you’re safe, then we’ll go see Adam, okay?”
“Yeah, please,” I nodded. I lay my head against his chest and slowed my breathing to the rhythm of his heartbeat, feeling calmer than I had in hours just because I was in his arms.
“Fuck, you have no idea how good it feels to have you in my arms again. I was so scared I was going to lose you,” Jordan sighed as he slid his cell back into the pocket of his sweats and locked his eyes with mine. “I love you, Addy. I don’t care if it’s too soon for me to say that, and you don’t have to say it back, but you have to know I love you so fucking much. I never believed in that shit about finding ‘the one’ or soulmates, or whatever, but now I think I do. You were made for me, babe, and I knew that from the first day I met you.”
“I love you too,” I told him instantly. Almost losing Adam had taught me never to hesitate, and on this point I had no need to. I loved Jordan so much and I knew it. I understood what he meant about us being made for each other, because I felt like he, Adam, and Kane were made for me, and I also believed they hadbeen brought into my life for a reason, right when I needed them most.
Too exhausted to tell him everything I needed him to know, I instead reached up and pressed my lips to his, kissing him deeply and praying it told him everything I didn’t have energy to get out right then. He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss even more as his tongue stroked over mine. I sank into him, all of my anxiety and darkness eased for those perfect moments as all I saw and knew was the amazing man who held me.
When we came up for breath Jordan was smiling at me as he seemed to take in every inch of my face. I knew what he saw wasn’t exactly me at my best, but I got lost in his eyes and didn’t really care at that moment.
“Come on,” he said as he slid his hands under my thighs and stood, wrapping my legs around his waist as he rose. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and clung on as I squeaked in surprise.
“What are you doing?” I laughed.
“Carrying you. You’re wiped out and trembling way too much. I want you where I know you’re safe.”
“I can walk. I’m okay, Jord,” I assured him.
“No, beautiful, you’re not. But you will be,” he told me as he leaned in and kissed the end of my nose. “Now stop arguing with me and let me hold you. I almost lost you. I need this.”
“I need it too,” I confessed as I lay my head on his shoulder and took a deep, soothing breath. I could faintly smell his aftershave, and with his heat and strength around me, I finally felt able to see some light within once again.
A calm washed over me as I relaxed more and more into Jordan as we climbed in the elevator up several floors. By the time Jordan stepped out I could feel my whole body going limp as sleep finally got a hold on me, but I was startled back to wide awake when I heard Adam yelling.
“Uh-oh,” Jordan said as he hurried his pace. I lifted my head and saw we were hurrying past a nurses station, around which, on all four sides, were hospital rooms with glass doors. Some had curtains pulled over them so you couldn’t see inside. In others I could clearly see patients laid in beds. Nurses were bustling around and there was a constant beep of various machines.
“Get the fuck off of me!” Adam roared and I turned my head to look behind me just as we came to the open doors of a room nurses were hurrying into.
“Shit. I think Kane called Ad,” Jordan growled as he hurried forwards into the room and past nurses who were all stood back looking a little shaken. Adam was half out of the bed, the I.V. which was in his arm straining and about to be ripped out, as he tried to gently push aside the nurse who clearly wanted him to lie back down.
“Ad! Enough. Lay the fuck back down!” Jordan snapped loudly.
Adam paused and lifted his head, his deep dark eyes locking with mine instantly. He still looked off color, but he looked a lot better than he had the day before when I spoke with him on the video call. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants, and no shirt, his ripped body taut as he finally stopped fighting to get up and stumbled back instead. There were bandages around his waist, and the I.V. in his arm, but otherwise he just looked like my Adam. Exhausted and angry, but still the Adam I loved.
“Addy,” he gasped as he dropped back to sit on the bed and took a breath, his body relaxing some and all of the nurses around us seeming to heave a sigh of relief. “Thank fuck.”
“Hi,” I said lamely. The nurses were looking between us, and I knew I should feel awkward or embarrassed that Jordan held me as he did, and maybe I did a little, but not enough to want him to put me down.
“You need to lie back down, Mr. Ellis. Your stitches,” The nurse closest to Adam urged.
“It’s okay. I’ve got this. I’ll get him back in bed,” Jordan spoke up. The nurses seemed relieved to not have to deal with the situation any more as they all but fled from the room and closed the door behind them.
“Adam, what the hell?” Jordan hissed the moment we were alone.