Page 96 of See You at the Finish Line

“I could have died,” she says, a sob breaking through her chest.

“But you didn’t.”

“Levi would have lost me, you would have lost me,” she insists.

“I know. I’m not going to lie, Lee, I was so mad at you when I heard.”

“For getting hit by a drunk driver?” Her eyes fly open. “How is that my fault?”

“I don’t know. You heard Adam, I’m crazy. And you’re my big sister, you’re not allowed to die. I forbid it. I need you too much.”

“I’ll do my very best.” She sucks in a painful breath. “Levi is okay?”

“He’s totally fine. I had to have some words with the nurses who tried to send him home with Ian, but other than that, he’s okay.”

“WHAT?!” she yells, wincing, and her heart monitor goes wild.

“Don’t worry, I dealt with it.”

“Ian was here?”

“Yeah, he’ll be here later I think.”

“Ian met Levi?”

“Yes.”

“That motherfucker.”

“I guess I should’ve waited to tell you that,” I say as a nurse comes in to check on Leah’s vitals.

“I’m going to kill him,” she fumes.

“May want to do your murder plotting without so many witnesses,” I hiss at her.

“We’ve heard worse, don’t worry,” the nurse says plainly.

“At the very least I’m going to cut off his balls so he can’t create any more children to abandon.”

“That’s a much better idea. I’d still wait until we’re alone to plan the details.”

“I didn’t hear anything,” the nurse assures us with a smile as she leaves the room. “I’ll get the doctor and tell him you’re awake.”

“Thank you,” I say as she leaves.

“So that’s Adam? Tell me everything,” Leah orders. I sigh and tell her about the horrors of the last few days, skipping out on the most intense almost-sex this morning.

“Are you ready?” Iask for the millionth time as Paige glares up at me.

“No.”

“Your therapist said it was a good idea.”

“My therapist is a quack.”

“No, she’s not. She’s incredibly kind and helpful and she’s giving you the kick in the ass you need.”

“I hate you.”

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