Had he sat up bored while being forced to hold her at night? Had he wondered when it could all be over, and as time had gone by, he’d gotten more and more irritable? That made sense because how long did he expect he could pretend to want someone he didn’t care about?

He was good. She would give him that. It had taken a whole three hours to get into her panties, and then she’d done absolutely everything he’d wanted her to do. She’d taken the job he found for her, stayed in when he wanted her to, become his perfect submissive, and all he’d had to do was tell her she was pretty and make up some bullshit poetry.

A hundred grand? They must be terrified. Although Bridget was used to throwing Scrooge McDuck sized wads of cash at all her problems these days.

There was a brief knock and then there he was. Remy stepped in, his big body filling the space, and despite the fact that she knew about his lies now, she couldn’t help but sigh. He was the single most beautiful man she’d ever seen.

If only he could have loved her…

“Remy, this might not be the best time,” Laurel said, a hitch in her voice.

“I need to talk to Lisa,” he said, not looking at Laurel. His eyes were steady on her. “Could we have a moment alone?”

Lila stepped in front of him. “No, you may not. My sister has asked that you not be allowed into her room. We take our patients’ needs seriously at this hospital. Now you can leave or I’ll call security.”

Lila sounded so damn sure of herself. It was funny. She was angry with Remy, but she really wanted to kill that tone in her sister’s voice, too. “He can come in. Shut the door on your way out, Lila, and you don’t have to come back tonight.”

Her eldest sister turned, frowning her way. “Of course I do. We need to talk about what we’re going to do now. You’re going to have to stop being such a brat and move in to my guestroom.”

“Where your boyfriend can hit on me on a daily basis? I think not.” She sat back at the sound of Lila’s gasp. “Well, I thought we were being all kinds of honest today. Your boyfriend is a skank and I’m not putting myself in a position where he can harass me. Now leave because I need to talk to my ex.”

“Lisa,” Lila began. Her skin had paled.

Laurel stepped forward. “No, you’ve done enough damage. We’re leaving.”

As she turned, Lisa saw tears in Lila’s eyes. “I wasn’t trying to cause damage. I was trying to save my sister from making a bad choice.”