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Johnny had a towel slung over his shoulder, was gripping a metal crutch with his hand, and wore a pained expression on his face. He was once again wearing a pair of Calvin Klein’s. Tonight’s were black.

“Hi,” Johnny replied, distracting me from my dangerous thoughts. “What are you doing in here?”

“I wanted to check on you,” I blurted out, desperately trying not to stare at the way his stomach muscles contracted when he made his way over to the bench, putting all his weight on the crutch. “I was worried.”

He was limping again, blatantly obvious now, and I was instantly alert. Alert and concerned.

“I am worried,” I muttered.

“One of those assholes from Royce ripped me with his boot,” Johnny grumbled.

He sat down gingerly, rested the crutch beside him, and placed the towel over his right thigh.

“Ripped you?” I choked out, horrified.

Oh god.

Exhaling heavily, Johnny leaned back and rested his head against the tiled wall at his back. “Assholes.”

“You didn’t get up, Johnny,” I whispered, chewing on my lip. My gaze flicked to his thigh. “For a long time.”

“Passed out from the pain,” he reluctantly admitted.

“They’re sending you to the hospital?” I offered, forcing myself to stay where I was and not run to him like I desperately wanted to. “For tests?”

“It’s protocol, given the circumstances.” Exhaling heavily, he leaned back and rested his head against the tiled wall at his back. “It’s a fucking joke.”

Liar. I know you’re going to have surgery.

“How bad is it, Johnny?” I forced myself to ask.

He snapped his gaze on me, blue eyes full of heat. “I’m okay, Shannon.”

More lies.

I could hear how much pain he was in from the way he was gritting his words as he spoke.

He was hurting. And he was scared.

“Are you sure?” I pressed.

He looked at me, blue eyes full of heat. “Are you?”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged helplessly. “I’m so scared for you.”

Johnny arched a brow at my response and I flushed beet red.

“I should leave you be.” I clasped my hands together and swallowed deeply. “I’ll, uh, go wait on the bus.”

I turned around and hurried for the door.

“Can you stay with me?”

My feet stopped and my heart sped up.

I turned back to look at him. “Huh?”

“Please,” Johnny croaked out. “I don’t want to be on my own.”

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