“Wyatt.” Davis tries to grab me, but I duck under the barricade that is his arm and past the doctor. “Sir, you need to sit down. Family only.” The doctor snares my arm, stopping me. I whirl around like a goddamn psycho and growl. Bad fucking mistake. “She is family,” I snarl and give the doctor a hard shove and a glare. “She’s my fucking wife.”
OH SHIT!!!! Is she really!? Is that the secret!?
