Too Late to Back Out

"It's nothing, just scraped my knees—really not serious." It was just that Declan had insisted on carrying her.

But that was fine—she didn't feel like walking anyway. The scrapes were nasty, but not wheelchair-level bad, though they definitely hurt.

"I'm glad to hear that," the nurse smiled, carefully wheeling her inside. "The one who carried you down—is he from the rescue team? He's really handso