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dear.” A female voice this time. It was gentle and kind. I have never had another female speak so nicely to me. I was sure that if I had the spare water I would have cried.
    The man with the commanding voice had his hand on my wrist. He held it there for several long minutes. By that time the fluids that they were pumping into me were starting to revive me. Slowly I blinked open my eyes. “I hate doctors.” I whispered.
    The doctor, a disturbingly good looking man with short dark hair and big chocolate eyes grinned down at me. “That’s too bad. I’m actually a decent sort of guy.”
    Despite how incredibly horrible I felt a smile teased at my lips. “ I’ll take your word on that.”
    The doctor released my arm. “You are a very sick young woman. How long have you been throwing up?”
    My mind was still foggy, but I tried to determine how long it had been. “A month, I think.”
    The doctor’s eyes widen. “Have you seen a doctor before now?” I shook my head and saw him shake his exceptionally cute head in exasperation. “No wonder you were so dehydrated. Have you been able to eat at all?”
    “Not really.”
    “What about fluids? Water, Gatorade?” Again with the shake of my head. He sighed. “You really do hate doctors, huh? If you have been this sick and refused to seek help. It’s a good thing your boyfriend brought you in when he did. Any longer and you could have died from dehydration.”
    “Boyfriend?” Who the hell was my boyfriend? Was this doctor crazy? If my guys even thought I had a boyfriend they would go apeshit. A man had to have more balls than brains if he thought that any member of Demon’s Wings would let him near me. Sometimes you would think I was sixteen and not twenty-one when it came to how they acted when a guy looked twice at me.
    “The scary guy with the tattoos.” He nodded over his head and I saw Axton standing by the door, trying to peek in. He had his phone to his ear and was frowning.
    Another smile teased my mouth. “Ax isn’t my boyfriend. My guys would so break his legs if they even thought he was.”
    “Your guys?” The doctor cocked a brow at that.
    “Never mind.” I muttered. It was hard to explain my guys and I didn’t have the energy to even try. My eyes were feeling heavy. “Hurry up and make me better so that I can get back to the hotel. I want to go to sleep.”
    “You aren’t going anywhere until at least tomorrow, Em. We have to run some tests, get lots more fluids in you and maybe—that’s a big maybe—you will get to go home in the morning. Until then let me get your blood work back and find you a room.”
    My head snapped up. “But I have a plane to catch to Florida in the morning. I’m going on vacation.”
    Again with that damned raised brow. “By the looks of it you are long overdue for a vacation, sweetheart. Now relax. You’re heart monitor is going crazy.” That’s when I felt the sticky pads stuck to my chest and noticed the constant beep, beep, beeping in the background.
    Axton came into the room. “I can’t get anyone to answer their damn phones.” He growled. “That damn concert should already be over.”
    I let out a humorless laugh. “You’re a rock star Axton. What is the first thing you want to do when you get off the stage, high on your own ego?” The expression on his face told me what that answer was. “Don’t worry about it. They will go back to the hotel and have a hell of a night. When they wake up at noon and wonder why I haven’t come to drag their asses out of bed they will come looking for me.”
    His eyes darkened with anger. “So you are just an afterthought?”
    I shrugged my shoulders. “After a concert, normally.” It didn’t bother me…Much. But I wasn’t going to complain. I knew that they loved me. I glanced at the doctor. “How about checking on those tests?”
    The doctor glanced at Axton. “Is she always this bossy?”
    He snorted. “If you knew the guys she has to take care of on