Wanted by Her Lost Love

She turned her head in surprise. She hadn’texpected him back, though she should have knownhe wouldn’t be gone for long. He’d been a constantpresence over the past few days, always there,anticipating her every need.“Sorry if I startled you,” he said in a low voice.“You didn’t. I just didn’t hear you come in.”He moved in front of her and perched on thewindowsill. He shoved his hands in his pockets andthen leveled a stare at her.“I just finished talking to your doctor. He’s willing torelease you.”Her eyes widened in surprise.“There are conditions, of course. He’s veryconcerned over your health.”She frowned. “What conditions?”“I’ve already made all the arrangements. I’ve takencare of everything. There’s nothing you need to worryabout. Just concentrate on getting well and regainingyour strength.”She shook her head, trying to clear some of theconstant fuzz that seemed to permeate her brainlately. She’d existed in a fog ever since her collapse,and worse, her fatigue had grown worse. Something