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Cradled in Ryker's arms, I sighed. While I liked being in his arms, it was also starting to piss me off. Both for very different reasons. Hopefully, Jessa would be able to get that CT scan figured out and I'd get an actual recovery date. "Well, it's been real. It's been fun. It just hasn't been real fun. Time for you both to leave," Ryker said to Jessa and Nico. They jerked away from each other as if they'd been having s*x on the kitchen island and not just talking. Or arguing, if the red flush in Nico's cheeks was anything to go by. He didn't really ever get red in the face that I'd ever seen. "Chop, chop. Times a'wasting," Ryker prompted. If his hands had been free, I'm sure he would have clapped them at the two people we considered friends. I rolled my eyes. "You're both more t