Elaine's POV
By the fourth day in the hospital, I'm convinced I'm going to lose my mind. Not because I'm in pain.
Well... okay, I'm definitely in pain.
Getting shot hurts. Who would've guessed?
But that's not the reason.The reason is Zane.
The man refuses to leave my side.
Refuses .
I'm starting to think he secretly bribed the hospital staff to let him move in permanently.
I wake up and he's there, i take a nap and he's there, i open my eyes in the middle of the night and he's sitting in the chair beside my bed staring at me like I'm about to disappear if he blinks.
It's sweet, it's romantic, It's also driving me absolutely insane.
"Zane."
His eyes immediately lift from the document he's pretending to read. The document hasn't moved from the same page in over an hour.
"Mm?"
"You need a hobby."
He raises an eyebrow.
"I have one."
"No."
I point at myself.
"This isn't a hobby."
His lips twitch.
"It is now."
I groan.
