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"Mr Wilder," the doc said in accented English, lifting a chest X-ray to the light board and flipping it on "You are lucky Nothing is broken No concussion"

I did a ave me a look of pure disdain that was echoed by Leah "But your ninth and tenth ribs are bruised, probably where you impacted with your motorbike"

"But not broken," I reiterated Broken was a pain in the ass, but I could still function, still perform with bruised

"No Not broken You’ll need to rest until the ribs heal, but other than the scrapes on your torso, you’re fine"

Score one for protective gear At least this accident had been oflike this,bad had happened since Mia--or worse--over ht for observation--"

"No thanks," I interrupted, yanking the IV out of n a release, I’ll be out of your hair"

Oh yeah, this doc was not i you the papers"

"I’ll tell Little John to fire up the cars so we can get back to the ship," Landon said, following the doctor out

"You sure you don’t want to stay overnight?" Leah asked, her eyes i

"I’m okay Trust me, I’ve bruised a couple ribs in my life I’ll do better at home I probably need a couple days of rest and I’ll be fine"

"More like a couple weeks," she rebutted

"Weeks will killmyself I’ve trained orse"

"Okay," she replied, but her eyes said so else entirely They shone with disappoint I’d never given a fuck what anyone thought of me, except maybe Mom "I’m fine I promise"

"I said okay," she rebutted softly "You know the liet further into it, the Renegades arrived with a ball-busting wheelchair, ready to take me home

Leah stayed with us until they tucked ht had faded fro that I was responsible

I hated thinking it wouldn’t be the last ti out ofMixed with the aro, it was pretty da when I leaned over to grab the shirt I dropped on the floor

Leah put the coffee on htstand and then raced over to help "You’re not supposed to be up" She grabbed the shirt but got a little distracted when she stood to hand it over

"Leah"