The knock came sharply against the door. Zoe frowned, half-expecting a nurse or Melinda to check in. She slipped off the couch and padded across the penthouse to open it.

Her heart froze.

Noah.

He stood there, casual but restless, his brows knit with concern. "Hey. I heard Chloe's back from the hospital. I wanted to check up on her."

Before Zoe could form an excuse, Chloe's soft steps came from the hallway. She appeared in the doorway, pale but glowing faintly, a blanket wrapped around her ...