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Page 159 of Broken Saint

“Did you bring me clothes?” West asks, making me look down to find him still in his sweaty undershirt and game pants.

“Yeah, man,” Leon says before throwing a bag over that lands at West’s feet.

“You okay?” he whispers to me a beat before passing me over to Brax.

I fight, suddenly aware of inflicting my weight on them when I could just sit on a chair like a normal person, but Brax’s arms wrap around my waist.

“I’ve got you, El.”

“B-but?—”

“But nothing. We’re right here. Let us be what you need right now.”

41

ELLA

“Dude, there are bathrooms for that,” Luca snaps as West drags his shirt off before shoving his pants down his legs, exposing his bare ass to the room.

“I’m not leaving. The second I step out of this room, you know a doctor is going to turn up with news.You’ve all seen my ass plenty of times. And it’s only got better since then.”

“In your opinion,” Letty scoffs.

“Pfft. It’s a fact, and you know it,” he mutters as he drags on a clean pair of boxers from the bag.

He’s reaching for a pair of sweats when the door opens and a woman in blue scrubs steps in, followed by another older man in a nurse’s uniform.

The woman—I assume the doctor—looks around the room before her eyes lock on West’s bare chest and then briefly to his barely covered crotch.

Her cheeks blaze before her eyes jump to his.

“Mr. Rogers,” she says, steeling her expression and holding her hand out in greeting.

“Hi. Do you have news?” West asks without missing a beat.

“Yes, but details are for immediate family only,” she says with a wince, glancing at all of us.

“We’re all immediate family,” Luca says, pushing to his feet and walking over.

The two of them stand shoulder to shoulder. They’re like an impenetrable wall as they look down at the small woman.

“Go,” Brax encourages, pushing me from his lap and gently shoving me in their direction.

By the time I get there, I sense the others all step up behind me.

As soon as I’m in reaching distance, West reaches out and tugs me in front of him, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Everyone in this room is Colt’s immediate family. Only our father is missing, but we don’t expect him to get here for a while. Anything you have to say to me, you can say to them.”

The doctor swallows nervously, but as she looks at each man standing in front of her, it’s easy to see the awe in her eyes.

She’s a football fan. And there is no way in hell she’s going to refuse any of their demands.

Her mouth opens and closes as she fights between what she should do and what’s being asked of her.

Finally, she concedes.

“I’m Anna Watson, I’m the cardiologist that’s been treating your brother.”




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