She checked his pulse. Thready. Skin clammy. He needed help.But she couldn't go back inside. Couldn't face that hospital again."Come on." She hooked her arms under his shoulders, straining against his weight. He was tall, muscular, dead weight in her arms. "Walk with me."Step by painful step, she dragged him across the parking lot. Her muscles screamed. Sweat dripped down her spine. Fifty yards down the street, a hotel sign flickered. VACANCY.The front desk clerk barely glanced up as Maya stumbled in. "Wedding reception. Too much to drink."The lie worked. Key card in hand, she half-carried him up the stairs to room 217.Maya laid him on the bed and stripped off his jacket and shirt. A four-inch gash along his ribs. She worked quickly, alcohol wipes, butterfly bandages, gauze. Her hands moved automatically while her mind replayed James and Jennifer, their bodies tangled together, their laughter.The tears came again."Beautiful." The man's voice was rough, drugged. His fingers bru
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