Page 30 of A Kingpin's Weakness
“Hey, Noah,” he said. “I rushed the test results because I wanted to look them over before I left for the night. Everything looks good.”
Noah gave him a tired smirk. “That’s good, Doc. So when can I hit it?”
The doctor chuckled. “I’d like to monitor you two or three more days. Just to be safe.”
“I’ve been here a week,” Noah grumbled.
“And three more days won’t kill you,” I voiced.
“Shit, it might. You never know with this hospital,” Jo mumbled.
“Jo,” I warned before she could open her mouth again.
The doctor nodded. “A nurse will check in soon. Let us know if you feel any discomfort.”
My phone buzzed. A text from Seth:
Seth- Mom cooked, brought you some lunch.
Me: Noah’s up.
Then Ronnie opened his mouth again. “Stormi, can we talk?”
“What we need to talk about?” I asked, not even looking at him.
“Ronnie, you might’ve missed it, but Seth already stepped in,” Jo chimed in with that wicked little smile she always wore when she was being messy.
“Jo.” I shot her a look.
“Stormi.”
“What Seth got to do with Stormi?” Noah asked, eyes narrowing.
“Nothing, Noah,” I answered quickly.
Jo tilted her head. “She was sneaking him in the house after midnight.”
I closed my eyes. Counted to five. “Thanks for the report, Jo. Seth’s just a friend. He’s been nice during all this.”
“Too nice, if you ask me,” Ronnie muttered.
“Who the fuck asked you?” I snapped.
“Stormi, damn. Be nice to my company,” Noah said.
“Then tell your company to stop talking to me. Why is he even here?”
Ronnie answered for him. “We trying to discuss this robbery situation. These niggas stole a lot from me.”
“And now Noah trying to figure out how he gone pay me back.”
I laughed, but it wasn’t funny. “That’s your loss. Why even let him do yourdirty work?”
“Let’s discuss that,” Ronnie said. “Can I get a few minutes?”
“Talk.”
“Alone.”
