Drake Sisters 04 - Dangerous Tides

the door. "He's never had patience for inactivity. I remember years ago when he came down with some virus and was running a high fever. All of us sat on him to keep him down. I can't imagine how poor Hannah puts up with his bad Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    temper." She glared at him. "I wouldn't."

    He held up both hands in surrender. "I wouldn't expect you to."

    Hannah stood up as they approached her. "I waited to see if you were all right, Libby. I've had all these terrible fears for your safety and I keep calling home. Sarah told me about all the accidents. It's so scary."

    "We'll figure it out eventually," Libby said. "How's it going here? I can see Jonas is in rare form. He's as mean as a snake."

    Hannah rubbed her temples. "It's hard on him to just lie there, especially with you in danger. He hates it.
    He's not very nice to the nurses or to anyone else. He calls Jackson three times a day for updates. I don't know what he's going to do when he starts feeling even a little better."

    "If he gets nasty with you, Hannah, leave. He's begging for you to come back now, but if you do and he starts getting abusive, leave him. He's out of danger unless he gets an infection, so he should be fine a day or two without one of us here. I know you're feeding him strength to heal him faster, but he has no right to upset you."

    Hannah gave her sister a faint smile. "He's upset me for years. I doubt if he can suddenly change overnight."

    "Well, let him try. Seriously, Hannah, he's wearing you out."

    Hannah leaned over to kiss Libby on the cheek. "I promise I'll leave the next time he yells at me." She glanced at her watch. "Probably in an hour."

    Libby laughed. "That's so Jonas. I'll see you later." She took Tyson's hand and with a small wave, walked out.

    "She did look tired," Tyson observed.

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    "She's not getting any sleep. Hannah's a homebody. She travels for her work, but as soon as possible she goes home. She sleeps better and is much more relaxed."

    "It's incredibly nice of her to stay with Jonas."

    "We try to keep one of us with him at all times. Hannah is very connected to him in spite of all their bickering. She's always loved him, but they just fight all the time."

    "Why? He's got that look when he's around her, the one warning other men off. If she loves him and he feels that way, what's the problem?" He opened the door to the passenger side of the car.

    Libby snapped her seat belt in place. "They're both stubborn and complicated and refuse to admit how they feel. They'll work it out eventually."

    Tyson slipped into the driver's seat. "Are you going to come home with me? I've got a surprise for you.
    At least I hope I do."

    "What have you done?"

    "It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you, now would it?"

    Libby found herself laughing all over again. "Just being with you makes me happy, Ty."

    "Even though I forget our dates? You know I'm going to forget birthdays and anniversaries. I'll be terrible at that."

    "You're so silly. We haven't gotten that far so there's no need to worry."

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    "I plan far in advance." He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small box. "I found this just before I bought the house."

    Libby stared at him for a long time before she took it out of his hand. He wasn't looking at her, but kept his eyes straight ahead, his other hand gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. Heart pounding, she opened the lid. The ring burst into fiery brilliance the moment the sun hit it, sparkling from every exquisitely cut facet. Her breath caught in her throat. "It's beautiful. More than that. I've never seen anything like it." And he'd paid a fortune for it. Libby loved jewelry, particularly diamonds, and she knew she was looking at an ideal, flawless stone. "Ty." She could only breathe his name, shocked at the perfection of the ring. It was designed for a small, petite hand, and pale skin. For her. He'd had it made for her. She hugged the knowledge to herself, once again shocked by his thoughtfulness.

    "Well?"

    "I can't speak. It's so incredible."

    "Say yes, Libby. I could use a yes right about now."

    "You didn't ask me."

    "You're going to make me ask you?"

    She laughed softly, hearing the note of exasperation in his voice. "I'm an old-fashioned