My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1111

“So what if I’m the patient?” Tristan shot back, grabbing her hand with a grin. His eyes sparkled with mischief. “Honestly, you’re just worried something will happen if we share a bed, aren’t you?”

Emily’s expression flickered for a second. She quickly put on her best poker face. “What are you even saying? I’m just worried I’ll roll over and squish you in your sleep.”

Tristan laughed, clearly seeing right through her, but he played along. “Alright, alright. Guess I was overthinking it.”

He gently pulled her closer, guiding her to sit on the edge of the bed. “Seriously, where else could you sleep? Just get in and keep me company. Even if you do end up crushing me, I can handle it. I promise I won’t hold it against you. Come on.”

Emily still hesitated, not making a move.

Tristan reached up and lightly squeezed her cheeks. “Relax. I promise I won’t touch you tonight.”

She gave him a look, half skeptical, but finally gave in. With a quiet sigh, she slipped off her shoes and climbed into bed, mumbling under her breath, “That’s not what I was thinking…”

It was chilly out, so instead of a dress for Tristan’s birthday, Emily had bundled up in a coat, a wool sweater, and jeans. She felt warm and comfortable, even if things were a little awkward.

Tristan let out a soft laugh and pulled the blanket over her legs. “Alright, it really was just me overthinking things.”

He scooted closer, resting his head beside hers. Emily let out a quiet huff.

The hospital bed was tiny for two adults. Their shoulders and legs pressed against each other, leaving no space in between.

Emily nodded. “I believe you.”

Tristan continued, “About the whole drugging thing… I wasn’t careful while drinking, so I got caught off-guard. Hilaria Vargas took me away when I was barely conscious, but I promise you nothing happened. You can check for yourself. There’s nothing between me and her, not at work, not tonight, not ever. I’m going to press charges and let the court handle it. I won’t let her off easy. And I’m firing her. She’ll never work for any company under the Davis Group again, and she won’t get anywhere near me.”

He handed her his phone. “Go ahead. Check whatever you want. The password is your birthday.”

Emily took the phone, quiet but thoughtful.

Tristan’s voice was steady and sincere. “This is partly my fault. I didn’t realize what she was planning, and I let things get out of hand. From now on, I’ll be more careful. I won’t let anything like this trouble you again.”