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“Tag-teaming strippers?” Finn asks.

“No comment,” Reggie mutters, biting back a grin.

“Well, you guys are the ones getting in the way of me getting laid right now. Go eat your food. And I’ll eat mine. Tell Hallie to get up here.”

They all mutter under their breath as I shoo them out.

“Thanks for coming. I’ll see you all next week.” I blow them a kiss as they file out.

Finn stops by the door and turns back to me.

“Scan. Tomorrow, Conan.”

His face might not show it, but I know he’s worried about me.

I know he was in surgery with me. He oversaw it. He fucking broke my ribs trying to save my life on that road.

“Love you, brother,” I tell him.

He blinks a few times, then a small smile breaks through.

“Love you too, bud. Don’t ever fucking scare me like that again.”

“I’ll try. Can’t promise it. I’ve got a family to protect.”

He nods in understanding.

“Talk to Hallie. I think she misses you.”

He frowns. As much as he hates to admit it, people care about him.

And Hallie was his friend before I entered the scene. Since my fuck-up, she quit her job, and they lost that friendship.

And then I traumatized them both.

“Misses me? I doubt it. I was just her boss.”

I roll my eyes.

“I know about the night her dad died. You don’t ever comfort anyone. She cares about you. We all do. Just talk to her. For me?”

“Ok.”

Chapter 102

HALLIE

Song- Provider, Sleep Token.

Islowly creak the door open. Conan has been so miserable on bed rest. Though his scan last Friday was positive. He’s healing well. He’s getting more and more active. But it’s only been two weeks. He isn’t the normal statistic, though. His fitness levels are insane. His build alone probably saved his life.

And nothing can tame that cheeky side to him. He tries to hide how frustrated he is that he can’t do everything right now. But soon, he’ll be back in fighting shape. Grayson already lined up a trainer to rehabilitate him.

He’s not letting his Championship dream go lightly. And I hope one day, I can watch him win that.

But today, I thought I’d cheer him up.

When I see he’s asleep, I tiptoe to the end of the bed.

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