at the hospita

in a heavy cast, a throbbing a

lingering awkwar

ed, a little

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ned. That you were hurt

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voice flat. I didn't wa

orence travel brochures I'd been

movement. His

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l that obsessed kid.

othing,

explained his presence. "She's worried about, you kn

about me. It was

bruised, felt an

to worry. I'm no

cold, distant. I

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urprised by

else. "You need anything? Wat

ctant offer,

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a fresh wave of pain t

forward. "H

eed your h

the pillows behind my head.

imes, a phantom echo of the boy

loe wal

? Oh, Savvy,

e, possessively tucki

ned up, moving away from

he said, his voice instant

ete abandonment of me mid-gesture, made me l

red leg

y lips. Pain, white-h

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rn was pa

lit second, his eyes dar

now, engaged. Wouldn't look right, me fussing over

y said tha

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ie. Old-fashioned. He wouldn't want to give anyone the wro

with a triumph

aight at her

I'm perfectly aware of your... relation

tense atmosphere. "Alright, Miss Miller, doctor's orders. A little chan

hobic room, of getting away from t

se concern. "Oh, what a wonderful idea! We'll come with y

into a wheelchair. Jax and Chloe followed us out of the roo

iry space with a ridiculously ornate decorative fountain gurgl

opened her mouth, maybe to deliver another patronizi

imatedly, and her heel caught on t

flailing, and the

the decorat

la

ed around

out, dripping

e a mask of fury. I was still

do?" he snar

dn't do a

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accusing me. A

ught Jax, my Jax, the boy who saved me

ved me

air itself. He grabbed the h

good leg slipped on the wet tiles from Ch

as falling too, into the cold,

. My casted leg hit the b

ain. Ove

eaving. Chloe was clinging to him, look

Jax growled, his voice dangerously low, "and I'll make you r

cast. I couldn't even get my fo

ing my mouth, my wound near m

in the water aro

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