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I groaned, tugging my hands free of my pockets. “Bro. She doesn’t have any family here. She’s at Westbrook on scholarship. I’m all she has.”

Something pressed into my palm. Something small, hard, and cold. I jolted a bit, but it pressed in again, and my hand automatically closed around it.

Madison shuffled back the second I accepted whatever it was.

Prism made a rude sound. “She has me too.”

I cuffed him on the shoulder. “Of course, P. You too.”

“She has all of us,” Landry said, stepping forward. “We aren’t blood, but she’s our family.”

I was about to pull out her busted phone and show him that I was her emergency contact, but then I realized what Madison had forced into my hand.

A ring.

“I have her ring,” I blurted, holding it palm up and looking down at the gold band with a small bow in the center.

As if I’d hand this over to my girl.

“It’s just a placeholder. The ring I got her was too big. It’s getting sized. She was wearing this until hers was ready,” I explained. “I took it off her in the ambulance to clean off the blood.”

The doctor sighed. “Fine. Since she has no direct relatives and you’re engaged…”

I nodded so hard my brain rattled in my skull. “Where is she?” I said, starting down the hall. “Let’s go.”

“Hold on, Mr…”

“Kruger,” I said, spinning to shove my hand between us. “Benjamin Kruger.”

“Mr. Kruger, I’m Dr. James,” he said, returning the handshake. As I was making sure I squeezed extra tight—you know, in case this guy thought he could get away with shit—the peanut gallery started a sideshow.

“So weird to hear his full name,” Win said from behind.

“I thought he only had one,” Max deadpanned.

“His parents really missed an opportunity to name him Freddy,” Jamie observed.

“I wonder what his middle name is,” Rory whispered.

“What is it with you and wanting to know everyone’s middle name?” Ryan wondered.

“We need to know what to yell when you all act like idiots,” Madison quipped.

“No one ever asked my middle name,” Lars pointed out.

“That’s because no one would dare yell at you,” Landry mused.

Win and Rush grunted in agreement.

“What is your middle name, Lars?” Rory asked.

I let out a rude sound. “You all need to go buy some plants to replace all the oxygen you’re wasting,” I snapped and turned back to Dr. James. “About Jess…”

“We have some forms that need filling out.”

“I’ll do it.” I was decisive.

“Does she have insurance?”

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