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Edward Cullen/thinks Emmett might have a sister
Emmett coughs uncomfortably and offers to leave the room.
"I mean I can help with the IV," Bella explains, glaring at the perverted one.
"Are you in the medical field?"
"No. Technically, I work in retail, but I'm familiar with the situation."
"You were on the bottom of a dog pile and got your hand stuck in some dick's facemask?"
She laughs.
"No. This isn't my first rodeo. I'm sort of clumsy, well, a lot clumsy. That's not important. What's important is that I know how to unhook an IV. The nurse on this wing is bananas."
Am I really about to let someone who works in retail do something a medical professional should probably do?
My bladder is about to burst.
Fuck it.
"All right. Do me."
Bella raises a brow.
"Not like that." I hold out my arm.
She grabs a pair of gloves and snaps them on with a wicked grin.
"Okay, bend over."
Emmett sprays the entire room with the Gatorade he was chugging.
"We're totally doing one of those mail-in DNA tests."