Free Fighting Lust: A Deadly Sins Novel by Jennifer Miller Page B

over to Cole and throw a half-hearted punch at him. He easily blocks it and points at me, “You’re a dumb ass.” I simply grin at him making him shake his head.
    Tyson and Levi are now sparring together since Tyson gave up on me. “I’m fine, Cole. It doesn’t hurt that bad, and so what? How else am I going to have an excuse to go see her?”
    “You’re kidding right?” I look at him stupidly. “Oh my god, man. I may not be as experienced as you, but even I know bringing her flowers, dinner, or hell, just going to her work to say hi is better than this shit. Getting hurt on purpose is asinine.”
    Before I can respond, a loud curse rings out of Levi’s mouth and our heads swivel toward him and Tyson in the center of the octagon. Levi’s holding his wrapped hand over his cheek, when he removes it, blood gushes down his face. “Fuck!” Levi yells. He lifts his shirt up and begins to cover it, but Zane brings him a towel. I can’t help but feel a bit of jubilation at the sight. Yeah, something is fucking wrong with me.
    Laughing, I call out, “Looks like you need to go to the hospital. I’ll take you!”
    The guys all give me a hard time initially, but when the cut on Levi’s cheek doesn’t stop bleeding and it’s clear it will also need stitches, they stop. Truth is, he doesn’t need anyone to take him, but I don’t give a shit.
    I’m practically bouncing as we walk into the hospital. I help Levi fill out the paperwork so he can tend to his cheek, and it isn’t long before we are checked into a room. By the look of things, it seems to be another relatively slow night. Our shoes make squeaking noises as we walk down the hall. When we pass a cute nurse, she blushes when she sees us. She wears her scrubs well and I can’t help but give her a thorough look. Normally, I’d be all over that. I’d ditch Levi and go chat her up while I waited for him to get stitched up, but I’m looking for someone else. Finally, unable to take it any longer I ask the nurse taking Levi’s vitals, “Is Tessa working tonight?”
    She looks surprised at my question and when I smile wide at her, she turns red in the face. “Yes, she’s here. Whether or not she’s actively working the floor I’m not sure. She oversees all of the nursing staff and has a key role with the residents, as assistant head nurse, so she could be with one of them. She’s not usually assigned to patient care, though she likes it a lot and gets more involved than any assistant head nurse I’ve ever known.”
    Glad to have a Chatty Cathy nurse sharing the details, but flustered after having heard that I may not even get a chance to see her, I feel my face immediately fall into a frown I avoid Levi’s stupid looking grin and smile at the cute nurse again. “I’d appreciate it if you could somehow get her for us. She’s a great nurse and took great care of us when we needed stitched up before,” I tell her gesturing to my own young scar. “She’s got great technique.” I laugh and smile again for good measure.
    “I’ll see what I can do,” she promises as she makes some entries on a piece of paper she’s carrying and walks out of the room. I can’t sit still. I begin fiddling; walking around the room, picking things up and putting them back down. All the while I can feel Levi staring at me. I avoid his gaze initially, until I finally just give in, “What?” I snap.
    “Oh nothing. I’m just thinking I should get my phone out and video this shit because I’ve never in my life seen you actually pursuing a girl. Even after what they just saw at the gym, they wouldn’t believe this even if I told them. I’m going to need video evidence.”
    “You do. You die.” I tell him sternly.
    “You’re no fun.”
    It seems like we’ve been waiting for ages. Levi is using the tongue depressors to build what looks like a teepee, but it keeps falling because he’s clumsy with one hand. I’m trying to ignore him by catching up on social media