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"Can you follow my finger?" asked the doctor with warm hands and a name I couldn't recall.
I was sitting on a hospital bed while she examined me.
After I passed out in the office, I woke up to a crowd of heads hovering. Asher barked at them to back off so I could breathe.
I mumbled gibberish, stood too fast, and collapsed again. Then Asher scooped me up in a Kevin Costner in The Bodyguard style and brought me here.
It was unnecessary. I feel fine.
But Boyd and Asher, standing at the foot of my bed, wouldn’t let me leave even if the world were collapsing.
"Well, you and the baby seem perfectly healthy," said the doctor with the smooth voice and the most beautiful dark chocolate skin.
"Can I go home then?" I asked, hopeful, my hands smoothing the hospital gown.
Asher grunted b
