in the site of the blood, her jaw dropped. “What the hell happened?” Her brother was covered in it and Kevin’s face was pale.
Jena didn’t hesitate. Securing a pair of gloves on her hands, She knelt down at his side, removing the hand towel Caleb was holding. She inspected the gash with the pen light she had in her jacket pocket. She handed Caleb a package of sterile gauze and looked at Andi. “Grab my bag. There is a suture kit in there and I need the lidocaine. Caleb, are you ok?”
He nodded, his entire focus on what she was doing. “It’s like a crime scene in here.” He breathing was shallow and sweat poured down his face.
“Kevin, can you hear me? I need you to hold still. Hold his shoulders, Caleb. Andi, hold this light.” Jena numbed his forehead and began to sew the wound closed. Kevin groaned but never moved. It took twenty-two stitches to stop the bleeding and Caleb had gagged every time the needle had punctured his skin. When she was finished and looked up, she began to laugh. Andi and Caleb both looked at her, brows drawn in confusion. “Andi, help your brother to the couch. He’s green.”
“Jena?” Kevin’s eyes fluttered open. His voice was slurred and hoarse.
She rubbed his arm. “Just lie there sweetie. I’m going to start an IV and get you hydrated. I know this isn’t comfortable but I don’t want to move you yet. If you don’t start looking better, I’m calling the ambulance.”
“Ok.” His eyes were red and glassy. “Thank you, J.”
~~~
Caleb leaned against the wall, staring down at Jena. She had been amazing, jumping into action and still giving him hell for being such a pussy. She had even cleaned up the hallway and managed to get Kevin out of his shirt and comfortable with a blanket and pillow. She sat with her knees tucked into her chest, staring at him while he slept.
“Thank you.” She startled at the sound of his voice.
She smiled at Caleb, taking in the sight of him, fresh out of the shower in a pair of pajama pants. He was sex, wrapped in lust, with a side of guaranteed pleasure. His green eyes were hooded, his hair styled in chaos, like he had just gotten out of bed. She struggled to swallow as her throat constricted. “Hi.”
“Hi.” He smiled as he sat down next to her. “You were amazing, Dr. Turner.”
She blushed. “Thank you, Mr. Allen.” Her hands longed to touch him so she tightened her grip on her legs. “I was proud of you too. Andi told me the bike story.”
He groaned. “She lied.”
Jena laughed but stopped when she saw Kevin start to sit up. “Easy, Kevin. Are you ok?”
He reached for his head and hissed as he touched the suture line. He glanced at the IV in his arm, his bare chest, the blood on his jeans. “I’m sorry.” His body sagged and his eyes filled with tears. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s ok. You are alright. That’s all that matters.” Jena moved across the marble floor and pulled him into a hug. “You took a major fall. Head wounds bleed a lot, but more so after you have had your weight in alcohol.”
“I’m so sorry.” Kevin slurred pulling Jena into a tighter embrace.
Caleb sat up straighter, jealousy running like ice water through his veins. When Kevin looked at him, his eyes were haunted. “What’s going on, Merck? What happened?”
“She’s gone.” His words hardly recognizable. Tears ran down Kevin’s cheeks as his body began to shake. “Help me up. I’m gonna be sick.”
Chapter 15
Kevin shivered as he looked at Caleb. His brain sloshed with his alcohol fog. His voice garbled. “Her name was Kelly.” He wiped his eyes and looked at Jena. “I’m sorry, J. I love you. I do. You’ve been good to me.” Each sentence was a little more slurred than the last.
Jena rubbed his leg. “There’s nothing to be sorry about.”
“It’s been
Jena didn’t hesitate. Securing a pair of gloves on her hands, She knelt down at his side, removing the hand towel Caleb was holding. She inspected the gash with the pen light she had in her jacket pocket. She handed Caleb a package of sterile gauze and looked at Andi. “Grab my bag. There is a suture kit in there and I need the lidocaine. Caleb, are you ok?”
He nodded, his entire focus on what she was doing. “It’s like a crime scene in here.” He breathing was shallow and sweat poured down his face.
“Kevin, can you hear me? I need you to hold still. Hold his shoulders, Caleb. Andi, hold this light.” Jena numbed his forehead and began to sew the wound closed. Kevin groaned but never moved. It took twenty-two stitches to stop the bleeding and Caleb had gagged every time the needle had punctured his skin. When she was finished and looked up, she began to laugh. Andi and Caleb both looked at her, brows drawn in confusion. “Andi, help your brother to the couch. He’s green.”
“Jena?” Kevin’s eyes fluttered open. His voice was slurred and hoarse.
She rubbed his arm. “Just lie there sweetie. I’m going to start an IV and get you hydrated. I know this isn’t comfortable but I don’t want to move you yet. If you don’t start looking better, I’m calling the ambulance.”
“Ok.” His eyes were red and glassy. “Thank you, J.”
~~~
Caleb leaned against the wall, staring down at Jena. She had been amazing, jumping into action and still giving him hell for being such a pussy. She had even cleaned up the hallway and managed to get Kevin out of his shirt and comfortable with a blanket and pillow. She sat with her knees tucked into her chest, staring at him while he slept.
“Thank you.” She startled at the sound of his voice.
She smiled at Caleb, taking in the sight of him, fresh out of the shower in a pair of pajama pants. He was sex, wrapped in lust, with a side of guaranteed pleasure. His green eyes were hooded, his hair styled in chaos, like he had just gotten out of bed. She struggled to swallow as her throat constricted. “Hi.”
“Hi.” He smiled as he sat down next to her. “You were amazing, Dr. Turner.”
She blushed. “Thank you, Mr. Allen.” Her hands longed to touch him so she tightened her grip on her legs. “I was proud of you too. Andi told me the bike story.”
He groaned. “She lied.”
Jena laughed but stopped when she saw Kevin start to sit up. “Easy, Kevin. Are you ok?”
He reached for his head and hissed as he touched the suture line. He glanced at the IV in his arm, his bare chest, the blood on his jeans. “I’m sorry.” His body sagged and his eyes filled with tears. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s ok. You are alright. That’s all that matters.” Jena moved across the marble floor and pulled him into a hug. “You took a major fall. Head wounds bleed a lot, but more so after you have had your weight in alcohol.”
“I’m so sorry.” Kevin slurred pulling Jena into a tighter embrace.
Caleb sat up straighter, jealousy running like ice water through his veins. When Kevin looked at him, his eyes were haunted. “What’s going on, Merck? What happened?”
“She’s gone.” His words hardly recognizable. Tears ran down Kevin’s cheeks as his body began to shake. “Help me up. I’m gonna be sick.”
Chapter 15
Kevin shivered as he looked at Caleb. His brain sloshed with his alcohol fog. His voice garbled. “Her name was Kelly.” He wiped his eyes and looked at Jena. “I’m sorry, J. I love you. I do. You’ve been good to me.” Each sentence was a little more slurred than the last.
Jena rubbed his leg. “There’s nothing to be sorry about.”
“It’s been
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