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Chapter Four
Devon lifted her and grabbed a few towels before going to the other side of his bed. He decided to put her in his bed so he could keep an eye on her, and he’d be able to hear her if she called out. The blanket was already pulled back from his mad dash out of the apartment, so all he did was set her down, lay the towel on the pillow, so it didn’t get damp from her wet hair, and then get her comfortable.
The other towel, he laid under her injured arm with the wet bandage.
“I want you to go ahead and sleep. I’ll be right here and take care of you.”
He thought she tried to nod, but then her eyes closed, and her breathing instantly evened out.
He walked a few feet away and dialed Cason’s number.
“Hello?”
“Hey, man, I need your help.”
“Do you realize it’s not even four in the morning?”
Devon ran a hand through his hair. “Fuck, Cason, I’m sorry, but this is important.”
“Okay, hold on. I don’t want to wake Lacey up.”
Devon stared at the young woman in his bed and waited.
“Okay, what’s up?”
“I found Emma.”
“No shit. That’s great.”
“Yes, but she’s exhausted, underweight, stressed, and on top of that, she injured her arm.”
“Fuck, how bad?”
“I’m not sure because I haven’t unwrapped it yet, but she hurt it a few days ago, and it’s seeping. I don’t know if it’s blood or puss, but either is bad.”
“Are you taking her to the ER?”
“Not unless it’s essential. She was terrified when I suggested it, so I’m being cautious until I get all the information. Do you happen to know a doctor who would make a house call?”
“I don’t, but I can ask Kane or Travis.”
“Would you do that and then call me back?”
“Yeah. I’ll call now. Tell me if you’d like me to come help with anything.”
“I will. Thank you.” Devon hung up and went back to check on her before getting what first-aid supplies he had. He’d left the ceiling light off in the room but had enough from the bathroom and hallway to be able to see her enough to see she was sleeping peacefully.
When he got back to the bed, he set everything on the nightstand and turned on the lamp before he started cutting the bandage. He could tell right away it was stuck to the wound. Fuck. He cut as much off as possible and then went to get a bowl of warm water and a cloth.
He wet the cloth, set it over the wound, and held it there for a minute. He did that several times before he attempted to pull on the torn bandage.
His phone vibrated with a message from Cason.
Doctor on the way. His name is Alex Pratt. I’ll let him in when he gets here.
Devon typed a thank-you and went back to Emma’s wound. He still hadn’t got the whole bandage off when he heard voices headed down his hallway.
Cason introduced them.
“Hey, Devon. This is Dr. Pratt.”
He came forward and shook his hand.
“Just call me Alex. I hear we have a wounded bird?”
“Yes. I’ve been trying to get the bandage off.”
“How long she’s been injured?” Alex asked.
“She said it happened when she was going through her window a few days ago.”
Alex’s eyebrows shot up. “I’ll want to hear that whole story later. Let me check her out. How long has she been asleep? It bothers me that she hasn’t awoken with men talking close to her.”
“Not long. She’s exhausted and stressed.”
“Yes, I can see the fatigue.”
