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He started my way, and my tongue glided over my front teeth as I mentally calculated the best way to take him down. I could do it.
“Chill.” Jamie’s voice was low, appearing seemingly out of nowhere as he draped an arm around my shoulders. Then to the nurses, he added, “You’ll have to excuse our bro, ma’am. He talks first and thinks later.”
“That’s rich coming from you,” I muttered as he flashed his megawatt smile at the woman threatening to have me tossed out on my ass. Traitor.
The nurse in burgundy nodded emphatically. “Yes, I understand this is a stressful situation, but we cannot have people loitering in the hall like this.”
“I wouldn’t have to loiter anywhere if you’d let me back where Jess is,” I barked.
“What seems to be the problem here?” the security guard asked.
“This man needs escorted out of the building,” the nurse in white answered.
I physically reacted, probably would have gone through the damn ceiling if Jamie didn’t anchor me on my feet. “The only place I’m going to is wherever the hell Jess is,” I told everyone and started down the hall. I’d just find her myself.
The security man stepped into my path at the same time a hand clamped around the back of my neck and yanked me back.
“Jamie, I am not in the mood—” I started, but a voice cut me off.
“It’s not Jamie.”
I cut some side-eye at Ryan who suddenly decided he was my personal leash. “Let go.”
He nodded. “Sure, bro. Right after you calm down.”
I reacted, throwing my arm up to knock away his hand and spin to face him. “You tell me to calm down?” I challenged. “Like you’d be any better if someone was trying to keep you from seeing Rory while she was unconscious and bleeding.”
Ryan grimaced and said nothing. Know why? ‘Cause I was right.
“Sir, let’s go,” the security guard ordered, grabbing me by the arm.
Suddenly, a wall of Elite was there in front of us. Jamie, Ryan, Wes, Lars, Max, Win, and Prism all stood, arms folded over their chests, feet planted into the ground, rooted like trees.
I smirked at the guard. “Meet my friends.”
He reached for the small radio pinned to his shoulder, likely to call for backup.
“Excuse me.” A familiar voice came from the other side of the Elite wall.
The guys parted, and a petite, carroty-colored head came through, carrying a stuffed drink carrier. Rory, Ryan’s girlfriend, stepped through, followed closely by Jamie’s girlfriend, Madison, and Landry, Rush’s girl.
“What is going on?” Madison asked, her dark head swiveling around at the clump of us in the middle of the hall.
“You are blocking the ER.” The nurse wearing white spoke. She should have been wearing black. Something to match her soul.
“Oh! Marlene, how nice to see you,” Landry said, acting as though she’d just come across her long-lost BFF.
The black-hearted nurse who was shit at her job glanced around at the blond, her eyes lighting with recognition. “I should have known,” she mused, shaking her head. “I thought this large group looked familiar. How are you doing, hon? How’s the tongue?”
See? I told you Elite was a shit circus. The girls here were on a first-name basis with the trauma nurses.
“It’s all healed up,” Landry told her. “Thanks to you and your team.”
The guard cleared his throat and tightened his grip on my arm. “Reunion’s over. Let’s go.”
“Just call for backup, bro. I’m not leaving,” I told him.
Rory appeared instantly, her short stature overpowered by the large drink holder in her hands. “I brought trauma lattes,” she said, passing one to me.
