The hospital room door clicked shut, cutting Nelson Cooper off completely.
Emanuel blinked. "Damn—he really just bounced like that?"
Behind him, Claire let out a soft laugh. "Emanuel, you said Serena's downstairs. Of course he ran off to find his future wife. What's he hanging around here for?"
Emanuel turned around, eyeing her with a mix of emotions.
Claire stood up from his chair, smiling still. "If you're not too swamped, could you give me that shot? Or holler for a nurse, either works. I've got stuff to do, can't hang around all day. Ugh…"
Her leg wasn't in bad shape, but any pressure on it still stung. She hadn't stood up since the injury, so stepping down made her stumble a bit, and she let out a quiet hiss of pain.
"You hurt your leg? Got it looked at?"
Emanue
