Max stood and put his hands out in front of me in a shush gesture. “Relax. I just got off the phone with Matt and Tiffany Rains. There’s been no change.”
“You were supposed to wake me in a few minutes!” I yelled and put my hand on the doorknob. “How can I trust you if you don’t listen to me when I ask you for something as simple as that?” was my parting shot as I left the room and attempted to slam the door. Only, since we were in a hotel, the damn thing did the slow crawl to a close due to the efficient hydraulics. The level of anger simmering within me rose exponentially.
“Mia!” I heard Max yell as I hoofed it to the elevator and smashed the button over and over. It never made the thing come any faster, but it made me feel better, dammit!
Max exited the room and walked cautiously to my side. “Mia, I’m sorry. You really needed sleep. I stayed up to date with calls to the family to make sure that if there was any change at all, we could be there in two minutes. I’d never attempt to control you.”
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. “Yeah, well, what do you want me to say? I’m worried about my dad. I don’t know exactly where my boyfriend is, and I haven’t heard from him in two weeks.”
“You haven’t heard from Weston in two weeks?”
“Did I fucking stutter? Jeez.” I pressed my hand to my forehead where that ever-present ache was coming back.
Max frowned and put a hand to my bicep. “I’ll make some calls. If anyone can get the goods, it’s Aspen. She’s got a lot of connections in the movie-making industry. Would that help?”
A peace offering? I’d take it.
I nodded. “Yeah, thank you.” The elevator door opened, and I entered. He remained in the hallway.
“I’m going to wait for Maddy to wake up,” Max said.
“Don’t wake her up. She needs the rest.”
His eyes widened, and he smirked. “And you didn’t? I see how it is. You can call the shots for Maddy, but when I try to help you, I’m the jerk?” He smiled that crooked one that I knew made Cyndi swoon.
“I’m the big sister,” I countered as if that answered all the questions of the universe.
He pointed a thumb at his chest. “Big brother.” He grinned, and I smiled for the first time in a week.
“Yeah, well, that’s a new title. You’ve got to earn that kind of clout, Maximus.”
His eyes twinkled as he kept the elevator door from closing. “I intend to for the rest of my life, sugar.”
He let the doors close and waved before turning around and heading back to the room. Max had made his point. He was in for the long haul and had no intention of us not being a big, happy family. He’d gained a pair of sisters. A blood relation to his mother and father. Something he didn’t have a few weeks ago. The type of guy Max was, he’d make the most of it and give both Maddy and me his all. Hell, he already had in spades, but I was too far into my own head and my heart was carved out with worry, so I couldn’t express how much him being here meant to me. How, when this year was over, I planned on making a very big effort to be a part of his regular life and looked forward to it. I’d work on it when I could. There would be time. Hopefully.
“I come bearing gifts!” Ginelle strutted into the hospital room. One arm held a plant, not flowers, and the other carried a mysterious brown paper bag.
Ginelle set the potted array of desert succulents near the few bouquets of flowers, walked over to Pops, and kissed his forehead, mindful of the tubes all around him. “Wake up, old man. Your girls are aging, watching you sleep,” she said.