A Perfect Trade (Harlequin Superromance)

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calm and in control, it was a shock to see her floundering.
    “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we’re prohibited from taking anyone in the ambulance.” The paramedic’s tone was sympathetic, but firm, as he closed the rear doors.
    “Not even family?” She was clearly too upset to realize that arguing would only delay the ambulance.
    “Jenny.” Tru touched her arm.
    She whirled to face him, her body language angry and defensive. “What?”
    His breath caught in his throat at the anguish in her blue eyes.
    “Let them do their job.” He drew her away from the ambulance. “The sooner they get Harry to the hospital, the better.”
    She glared at him for a few seconds, but gradually the frustration drained from her expression, leaving her pale and drawn. “He needs me there, with him.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “He shouldn’t be alone.”
    The ambulance driver started the engine. Jenny flinched, then stepped forward, as if to stop the vehicle from leaving.
    Tru put an arm around her shoulders. He tried not to notice that for a moment she leaned into him. “I’ll take you to the hospital. If we go now, we can follow the ambulance.”
    She stiffened and pulled away. “I can manage.”
    “I know you can. But you don’t need to. You’re worried about Harry. Let someone who...” He caught himself before he said cares. “Let me help.”
    “I don’t want your help. I don’t need it.”
    He ignored the sting of her words. “Really? You’re being stubborn about that now? ”
    Color filled her cheeks, but she crossed her arms. “I’ll be fine.”
    “You’re too upset to drive. I’ll get you to the hospital quickly and in one piece.”
    “You can’t. You have stuff to do.” Her protest would have been more effective if he hadn’t seen her hands tremble.
    “The hospital’s on our way.”
    “But what about Karina?”
    “She...”
    “Insists on taking you to the hospital.” His mom waggled a finger at Jenny. “You need friends with you.”
    Jenny’s gaze flicked uncertainly between them. As the ambulance pulled out of the parking lot, she said, “Okay. Thanks.”
    They got into his Range Rover; his mom in the back and Jenny alongside him up front. Then Tru pulled out, keeping the ambulance in sight as he drove through town toward the hospital. He forced himself to appear calm, while inside he hoped desperately that Sturridge would be all right. Jenny’d had enough bad news in her life.
    She sat bolt upright, her eyes fixed firmly on the white-and-blue vehicle ahead. He wanted to touch her, reassure her, but she’d erected an invisible barrier around herself that he doubted he could breach.
    Still, he had to try. “It’s a good sign they aren’t using the lights and siren.”
    Jenny didn’t respond. Not even a muscle twitch.
    His mom met his worried gaze in the rearview mirror.
    “Does Harry have family, Jenny?” she asked.
    “A daughter and a son.” Jenny started, as if waking from a dream. “I should call them.”
    She pulled her cell from her purse. “Felicia is probably shopping or at a salon and Irving won’t be out of bed yet.”
    “You could wait until we get to the hospital,” Tru suggested. “You’ll be able to give them a better idea of his status then.”
    “Believe me, I’d like to delay, but I should let them know he’s been taken to the hospital. Just in case something ha-happens.” Her voice broke on the final word.
    “Nothing will happen.” Tru regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. He couldn’t guarantee that and he didn’t need Jenny to blame him for anything else.
    He tried to backtrack. “We got help to him fast and he’s in the best hands.”
    “In their shoes, I’d want to know as soon as possible.” She grimaced as she dialed. “I should just get it done. The worst they can do is yell.”
    Neither of Sturridge’s children picked up. Jenny left a message, then dropped her phone onto her lap and turned her attention back to the

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