Lincoln’s POV
Abbey does as I tell her, draining the mug of chocolate before I reluctantly allow her to stand, watching her gather up her coat in her arms before heading toward the entrance to the living room, hobbling on her bad ankle but too strong to ask me to help her.
Reaching the opening, the nurse’s footsteps falter as she glances back at me, indecision flickering across her face.
‘Kitten?’ I prompt, waiting as she nibbles on her lower lip, contemplating.
‘Thank you’ she murmurs finally, dropping her gaze to the carpet under her feet, ‘for . . everything’ she adds with a small smile.
I shrug, ‘no need to thank me Abs, I’m here for you’ I reply firmly, ‘always.’
Her eyes widen slightly as they snap back to me, her cheeks staining a cute pale pink, before she turns on her heel a
