![]() ![]() He looks at me silently for a moment, the amber flecks in his eyes catching the light. “How did it happen?” I ask, brushing my hair over my ear. Liam pushes himself off the bed, standing, teeth gritted in a forced smile. The question is, will you be okay for your final?” I take his hand and run my thumb over his palm lightly, cannot help the flicker of sensation that starts up between my legs. “But he’ll be right for the final, won’t he?” “The painkillers he’s been taking… He won’t be up until midday.” Shouldn’t you be training with Daniel?” he asks, changing the subject. He puts his hand up, but I can see the pain written on his face as his features draw together. “Five minutes to make you come? I can do that.” “You don’t want to know the kind of bribery and ninja tactics I pulled out to get in here, even for five minutes.” ![]() His leg, particularly the area around his knee, is black, blue, and swollen. “Okay, if this is a hallucination I want more of those drugs.” It took every trick in the book to get into this place with the increased security, but as soon as I heard, I knew I had to come. I close the door of the treatment room quietly behind myself. ![]()
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