Chapter 2135 Stay Up Late
- Leigh's fingertips traced a final line along Caxton's ribcage, her touch feather-light yet certain. She straightened, tucked a rogue strand of hair behind one ear, and offered an almost playful sigh. “Not broken,” she said at last. “Ugly bruise, maybe a hairline crack at worst. An X-ray would confirm it, but nothing's screaming emergency.”
- Caxton pushed himself upright, wincing but stubborn. “The hospital? I just got out of the shower. Forget it—I'm not traipsing back into town half-damp and smelling like soap.”
- Martin's brows dove together. “Less talking, more moving. If Leigh says hospital, you go.”