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Kruger gagged. “No PDA in the hospital.”
“Jealous,” Jamie quipped.
“Damn right.”
Prism smiled, and I was surprised to see he wasn’t wearing AirPods. Usually, I only saw him without them when he was in the pool.
“I brought you an espresso too,” Wes said, coming to stand at my other side. “I know you prefer less sweet.”
I made a sound and grabbed for the small cup in his hand.
“The first step of addiction is admitting you have a problem,” Kruger mused.
“I haven’t had any coffee at all today.” I defended myself, double-fisting the caffeine.
At Jamie’s side, Madison cleared her throat. “About that…” Her voice faltered but then restarted. “Are you okay, Lars?”
I realized then I was standing there in front of all of them in nothing but boxer briefs and a hospital bracelet with every wound on display. So even if I wanted to, I couldn’t lie. I couldn’t pretend.
The door opened again, and Rush slipped inside, shutting the door swiftly behind him. “Fuck. That desk nurse is so mean if I put her name in my phone, it would autocorrect to Satan.”
“Good one, bro.” Jamie snickered.
Rush frowned. “How the hell’d you all get in here?”
“It’s called charm. Not even Satan is immune,” Ryan quipped.
Rush gave him the finger, eyes swinging around the room. The second they landed on me, he went rigid. “What the fuck happened to you?” he said, pacing across the room.
Win stepped in front of me. “Close enough.”
I could feel Rush glowering. “I’m here to see my roommate.”
“He’s not your anything,” Win replied.
“He’s my friend,” I refuted.
Win turned to face me. “He let that animal into your room.”
Rush made an aggressive sound, and Win stiffened.
Laying my hand on Win’s chest, I said, “But I told him it was okay.”
“Bro, I came to you in the locker room,” Rush said over his shoulder. “I’m the one who told you he left.”
Surprised, I said, “Is that how you knew where I was?”
Win shrugged. “He said you had a suitcase. I just guessed.” After a second, Win laid his hand over where mine rested against him. “You trust him?”
Rush made a rude sound, but Win ignored him in favor of me.
“Yeah. He’s my friend.” Saying that out loud made me feel a little… insecure, so I glanced at Rush. “Right?”
Rush nodded. “I don’t just let anyone ride in my Vette.”
Win turned back to Rush, thrusting his hand toward him. “Any friend of Lars is a friend of mine. And, ah, thanks for coming to me this morning. I owe you one.”
Rush put his hand in Win’s. As they shook, he said, “I like it when people owe me.”
