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I go and grab a nurse to help with getting her discharged. It’s a different nurse than Nancy, which is probably a good thing cause even though Olivia said she wasn’t jealous, it was enough of a thing to her for her to say something.

I’m waiting outside her room as I wait for her to finish getting taken care of when a text buzzes in my pocket.

Sending Sadie into the hospital lobby with some clothes.

Thanks, man.

I head down to the lobby and see Sadie standing by the lobby doors with a paper bag. She gives me a little wave when she sees me.

“Hey, Sadie,” I say, giving her a little side hug.

“Hey, I brought some clothes, just a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt, nothing too fancy.”

“Awesome, thanks,” I say. “I should probably get back upstairs.”

“Oh yeah, go for it, I wouldn’t want her to be alone after something like this.”

“You’re a sweetheart,” I say. “See ya!”

I take the elevator and head back up to Olivia’s hospital room. I knock before peeking in to see the nurse taking out her IV.

“Hey, I brought you some clothes to change into,” I say.

Her eyes go wide with surprise. “Clothes?”

“Yeah, I called in a favor and my friend’s mate got something together for you,” I say, setting the bag down at the foot of her hospital bed. “I’ll be right outside when you’re done.”

CHAPTER 5

OLIVIA

Islide off the hospital bed slowly, now free from all the equipment from before. I catalog all my aches and pains. My head is still definitely pounding, but it’s probably my ribs that hurt the most. They hurt whenever I breathe or move my upper body too much.

Makes sense considering I was, you know, kicked there multiple times.

I peek into the paper bag Jax brought in earlier and see a pair of black yoga pants and a large, soft graphic t-shirt.

There’s also a pair of socks and underwear with the tags still on them, which I’m really grateful for because the hospital gown I’m wearing right now is pretty breezy.

I slide everything on and manage to find my sneakers tucked into the corner of the room.

When I open the door to my room and try to take a single step out, the nurse that helped get all the hospital equipment off of me seems to appear out of thin air with a wheelchair.

“I don’t think that’s necessary,” I tell her. “I can walk.”

“Sorry, miss, this is hospital policy,” she says, giving me a sympathetic smile.

“I get to push you though!” Jax says, popping up behind the nurse with a much too cheery smile. “I just pulled the car up.”

I roll my eyes as I sit down. The nurse follows us to the front lobby as Jax wheels me around.

“Have a good day,” She says with a wave to the two of us.

As he wheels me up to his car, which is a large, black SUV with tinted windows, he peeks his head over me and gives me a smile that looks decidedly ridiculous from this angle.

“So, where’re we headed?”

“You can just drop me off at my apartment and I can take care of myself,” I say.

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