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“We’re in for a long night. No one needs to stay. When Sam and Drake get here, they will keep everyone updated.”

“We’re here.”

I swing my face to Talon, not recognizing the edge in his tone. He’s the first one to crack a joke or lighten the mood. The terse statement is out of character.

My eyes coast over the three friends, noting the same message in their expressions.

Best friends… Family.

Appreciation flickers in Major’s eyes before he goes back to Jewls.

“We should prepare the staff. And we’ll need more furniture,” Presley instructs no one in particular.

Finn and Robbie disappear down a different hall.

“What’s happening?”

“Rowan, our crew has done this over fifteen times. We have a system.” Presley types away on her phone.

“We’ll teach you the ropes. First rule is to make nice with the staff so they don’t kick anyone out.” Ember rubs her stomach. “They know us by now.”

“Whatever happens over the next few hours or days, do not piss off the staff,” Presley concurs.

“Please don’t,” Ember pleads. “I have to deliver here in a few weeks, and it will suck if my father-in-law has to shut down the ward again.”

“Again?” Harley inquires.

“Yes. Would you believe rockers can behave like angels? But one minor complication and the Marines went batshit crazy?”

“Not Finn’s finest moment, for sure,” Presley agrees.

“Noted.” I squeeze Ford’s waist tighter. “We’ll handle the Marines.”

Ford huffs but does it grinning.

The warm, soft mattress moves under me, and I snuggle in closer, inhaling a heavenly scent.

Fresh linen combined with sandalwood and cedar. Woodsy and masculine, enveloping me like a blanket and coating my skin.

I breathe in deep, gripping the sheet and exhaling with a little moan of appreciation.

The mattress goes solid, and Ford’s voice brings me out of my dreamy state.

“Baby, wake up.”

I open my eyes slowly, blinking away the blinding fluorescent lights and it all comes back to me.

We’re in the hospital. I’m not in bed, but in Ford’s lap, coiled into his body and covered with a fluffy blanket.

“How long was I asleep?” I croak.

“A few hours.”

I unwind myself and glance around.

Harley lies on one sofa with her head in Ace’s lap, sleeping soundly. Shayla is in a similar position with Collin on an oversized chair. Ginger is laid back in a recliner with a blanket like mine.

Tom arrived after I fell asleep and is sitting at the table playing cards with Talon.

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