Page 23 of Her Big Bad Mistake

“Yes. I came to help you.”

Becky nodded and pressed the nurse’s button. “I told them I had someone coming for me. The forms should be ready to be signed.”

Caleb nodded and Becky waited patiently to get her answers until she was out of the hospital and sitting in Caleb’s big SUV.

“Thanks for breaking me out of the hospital. I’m not a fan of them.”

“That’s fine. I have the keys to Damon’s house, and he said to—”

“No.”

“Ah… what?”

“I said no. You’re not taking me to Damon’s house, you are taking me to Damon.”

Caleb shook his head. “No way. Damon would have my head. And Coach said to leave him in th—”

“Who are you more scared of, Caleb? Damon, your coach, or a fragile pregnant woman who has had three men take advantage of her, when all she wanted was an American working holiday?” She quivered her lip and hiccupped.

Caleb’s eyes widened and he groaned. “You’re evil. I have no idea why they think you’re sweet. Fine, he is in jail. Coach thinks it will cool them off.”

Becky narrowed her eyes at Caleb—she hadn’t missed the them. “What do mean, them? Why is Damon in jail?” She should have guessed after the way the men acted in her room, but she’d been so tired. Caleb seemed reluctant to tell her why. “When will they be getting out?

“I was going to drop you off at his house and get you settled. Then I was going to go pick them up. Their lawyers are ready to meet me there when I call them.”

Becky sighed. This was all her fault. Her stomach rumbled and she glanced around her. “I’m starving. How about we pull over and get food? Can you call the lawyers to meet us at the precinct?”

He nodded and Becky rested her head against the window and closed her eyes. She hoped she was doing the right thing.

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