HANNAH (Silicon Valley Billionaires 3)

She snuggled against my chest. “Plan, then burst.”

I kissed the top of her head. “You got it.”

Chapter 7

Hannah

The burly guard leaned over my bed. “Hello, gorgeous.”

“Fuck off.”

He grabbed my arms and held them over my head. “You know, I never minded a little back talk. Sort of keeps things interesting.”

“No! No! No!” I sat up suddenly, still thrashing, to find Wesley watching me, his bedside lamp turned on.

I scrubbed my hands over my face, wiping sleep from my eyes. “Oh. Sorry.”

Wes gave me a long look. “You don’t need to be sorry.”

His voice sounded thick with emotion.

“Don’t be upset—it was just a dream.”

I scooted over toward him and rested my face against his chest.

“You’re comforting me?”

I closed my eyes and didn’t move.

“I want you to tell me what happened to you.”

“Nothing happened to me.”

“I want you to tell me.” Emotion rolled off him in waves, but knowing I’d been through enough for one day, he kept his voice even.

I kissed his chest. “I already told you everything.”

Still stricken about Jim Pace, it took every ounce of energy I had left to keep from bursting into another round of tears.

Wes pulled back and g

ot out of bed.

Seeing him standing made me panic. “Babe, what are you doing?”

He didn’t look at me. “I’m going to get some water.”

I hopped out of bed. “I want some, too.”

“I don’t need a babysitter.”

“I know you don’t.” The tears were close. “I just want to be with you.”

His shoulder sagged. “Honey…”

I threw my arms around him and hugged him hard, harder than I’d dared to in the weeks since he’d come home from the hospital.

“I’m sorry I keep waking you up,” I finally said.