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When she wakes up in a hospital after saving her husbands life.... “Am I still dreaming?” Charlotte asks, her face full of confusion. “No, sweetheart. You’re not dreaming unless I am.” “I had a dream. I married someone. You. But that’s not real. Men like you don’t fall for girls like me, so I’m definitely still dreaming.” She smiles at me. “I didn’t just fall for you, Mrs. Giuliani. I jumped over that cliff without a rope. There’s no undoing it. I love you.” “I love you,” she says. “Are you okay? You weren’t hurt, were you?” “I’ve aged at least fifty years from the worry. Don’t ever do that again. You are not allowed to risk yourself for anyone,” I tell her. “Mmm, you’re not my dad. You can’t tell me what to do,” she says. “I need…” “What? What do you need?” Shit! I press the call button for the nurses or doctors or whoever. They should know she’s awake. “Water,” Charlotte rasps out, and I immediately reach for a plastic cup. I fill it with some ice water from the pitcher and drop a straw inside before I hold the whole thing up to her mouth. “Don’t move,” I tell her. Charlotte sips at the straw until the room is rushed by a crowd of doctors and nurses. And I am forced to step aside while they all fuss over her. Evie comes back in shortly after. “Oh my god, you’re awake. Why didn’t you tell me she woke up?” She glares at me. I’m guessing I’m not making the woman’s Christmas card list anytime soon. I also don’t give a shit. Which is why I don’t answer her. “What are you doing here? You went home,” Charlotte asks Evie. “I… ah… ran into a little obstacle. We’ll talk about it later. I’m just so glad you’re awake. You scared the crap out of me. Don’t do that again,” Evie tells her. The doctor leaves after giving Charlotte strict orders not to move from the bed. She looks to me as soon as the door clicks closed again. “What happened? To the guy?” “Security got him seconds after he fired the shot,” I tell her. “Why was he trying to shoot you, though?” “I don’t know. We’re looking into it.” “Okay. But you’re going to be safe, right? No one is actively trying to kill you?” Charlotte stares at me pleadingly. “I’m not going anywhere,” I assure her. Charlotte nods before turning to Evie. “Now, you. Why are you back?” “Ah, it’s my mom. I gotta take this.” Evie waves at her phone, which isn’t even ringing, and runs out the door. “Emmanuel brought her here,” I explain. “Louie?” “Yeah?” “I want to go home,” Charlotte says. “I’m going to take you home, as soon as the doctor says I can,” I promise her. “Will you stay with me?” she asks. “I’m not going anywhere.” “Thank you.” She smiles and yawns. “Thank you. You literally saved my life today, sweetheart, but don’t do it again.” “It’s what wives do,” she says, her eyes fluttering closed. “I like being your wife.” Continue reading in His Kingdom by Kylie Kent