NELSON. Nelly stood there between us like a fucking wall, her massive tits rising and falling fast with every angry breath she took. The way her uniform stretched across that huge chest made it hard to stay mad, but the sight of Nate still holding those stupid flowers kept my blood boiling. “Both of you, out. Right now,” she said, voice sharp and leaving no room for argument. “This is a clinic, not your personal boxing ring. Nelson, go rest that ankle. Nate, take your flowers and leave.” Nate tried to say something smooth but Nelly cut him off with a hard stare. “I mean it. Get out.” I shot Nate one last glare and limped out first. He followed right behind me, muttering some bullshit under his breath. The second we were outside the clinic doors the tension exploded. “You got some nerve showing up with flowers after that cheap shot yesterday,” I snarled, turning on him. Nate stepped up close, his chest puffed out. “And you got some nerve acting like she’s already yours, captain. S
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