Free Cinderella's Guardian by Khloe Wren Page A

physically push past her. She'd have to talk her way into the room.
    "I am her caretaker. I have every right to be here. Who are you? What right do you have?"
    The woman before her growled and bared her teeth, with her slightly slanted eyes she looked every inch a predator, but Robyn refused to be intimidated by her.
    "Cat got your tongue? I said, who are you?"
    A cold laugh was her response. "I'm no one you want to mess with, bitch. Now, get out of here before I forget where I am."
    The hairs on the back of Robyn's neck stood up at the waves of malevolence that radiated from this woman. Robyn looked past her into the room, and her body stiffened. None other than Conner White knelt by Tina's bedside with his head pressed into her hand.
    "What is he doing here? He has no right!"
    " He has every right to be exactly where he is. Last warning. Get of here."
    "Or what? What are you going to do? I am her legal guardian, appointed by her father. She will be coming home with me just as soon as she's released."
    "Oh honey, I wouldn't tempt me like that. I may just decide to screw the consequences and take you outside for a bit. I guarantee it would be a lesson you'd never forget. And we'll just wait and see who takes Tina home when she's well."
    With a loud huff, Robyn turned on her heel and headed away from the room. She needed to find the boss of this place. Surely he'd see reason and remove these two from Tina's room. How convenient it was that the poor girl was mentally unstable with her depression. With Tina being over eighteen and legally an adult, the only way Robyn could use the Medical Power of Attorney was if Tina was either unconscious and in need of medical treatment or if she was of 'unsound mind.'
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    Conner's tears branded Tina's soul. She'd just wanted a moment's peace, time when she didn't hurt. Instead, her impulsive decision had caused more pain. She'd never intended to hurt Conner. She honestly hadn't known he truly cared for her. She'd thought he saw her as the poor cripple who needed his compassion. But this reaction spoke of deeper emotion. Here was a tough six-foot-two man crying over her. His hot tears filled her palm. She couldn't deny his feelings must be deep and true.
    She'd turned away from the door toward the window when they'd settled her into this bed. The morphine had kicked in fully now, making her body heavy and unresponsive. She wanted to see Conner, wanted to turn her face toward him. She focused her energy and moved her head smoothly over so she could see his glossy black hair against the white sheet and her pale arm.
    "I'm sorry." Her speech was slurred and whisper quiet but he'd heard. His head popped up from the bed, and his watery red eyes held her gaze.
    "Why, baby?" His voice cracked with pain, splintering her heart.
    "I hurt. All the time. Just want…some peace."
    She felt tears slide down her face. The emotion in his gaze, emphasized her own, making it too much for her to contain. He rose up from where he'd been kneeling by her side. Callused thumbs tenderly wiped the moisture away before he cupped her face. He took her mouth in a kiss so fiercely possessive it left his imprint on her soul.
    "I'll fix this. I'll find a way to get you away from Robyn. Even if we have to leave-"
    Footsteps outside her room stopped Conner from finishing. Tina glanced at the door to see who was entering. A doctor strode in, his short brown hair messy as if he'd been running his hands through it. He had kind hazel eyes and a gentle smile. She felt her lips twitch, trying to return his smile. Conner greeted the doctor with an ease that had to mean they had known each other for some time.
    "Hi Doc."
    "Hi Conner, Tina, it's good to see you awake." He came closer to the bed to shake Conner's hand, before he sighed and crossed his arms. "We've got problems. Adele's told me about the situation. We've reported the incident as an accident, not the suicide attempt it really was. This keeps the police out of it. Do