"Dante's tests all came back negative, but he's going to have
to stay or a day or two or observation," Sarah announced
to a waiting room that had pretty much been taken over by
the Sinclairs and friends. "He lost consciousness and they
need to watch him or complications of the concussion."
"How is he? is he talking?' Grady asked anxiously.
Sarah smiled. "He's taking a little too much, and I think
the ER staff would like to gag him. He's . . . um . . . not too
happy about his hospital stay, and he's let everyone from Dr.
Samuels to his transporter knows all about it with some very
colorful language."
"Then he's back to his usual ornery self?" Jared ques-
tioned, sounding more relieved than cynical.
"He'll be okay," she reassured the people in the waiting
room. "Staying is a precaution. A smart precaution." No
amount of curse words would get Dante out of the hospital
until they made sure he wasn't going to have any adverse
effects from the concussion.
Sarah looked around the room. Grady was holding
Emily in his lap, looking like he was afraid to ever let her
go. Jared, Randi, Elsie, Beatrice, and Joe Landon were all oc-
spying on some of the other available seats. Even her medical
assistant, Kristin, was here, a worried look on her face.
"If he has the energy to bitch, he must be doing okay,"
Grady said hesitantly. "I'll stay with him tonight. He's likely
to get up and leave."
Sarah held up her hand. "I'll stay until he's discharged.
I'll just end some clean clothes tomorrow if you wouldn't
mind." She gave Emily a pleading look. Sarah had already
showered ad quickly throw on a pair of light blue scrubs,
but she wanted some clean clothing.
"Of course, I'll bring them," Emily agreed readily. "I'll
eve pick you up a latte at Brew Magic."
"We'll bring food," Beatrice said firmly. "I had to stay in
a hospital once, and all I wanted was some decent food to
eat while I was there. I had to let my nephew bring me
something edible."
Elsie added in agreement.
"Are you sure you can handle him?" Hard said dout-
fully.
Sarah smiled at Jared. "He's staying, even if I have to
wrestle with him to keep him down in bed. He'll sleep
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No ordinary Billionaire
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