hand. “Either one. They’ll both freak and catch the next plane out here.” Why on earth would this girl want to call her daddy when she’s not the one who is hurt? Xavier was puzzled. “Can I please have some water?” Aline asked Xavier. Before Xavier could answer, the doors of the classroom crashed open. Two men dressed as Paramedics pushed a gurney inside. One lifted a bag onto his shoulder and they both made their way up to their patient. Xavier and Callie stepped back, the men dropped to their knees and one opened the bag revealing all kinds of medical paraphernalia. “Miss, my name is Mark. Can you tell me where you’re hurt?” “Hi, I’m Aline. My right leg hurts like a bitch.” Xavier held back a chuckle that threatened to bubble out. The men inspected Aline’s injury and frowned at each other. “Aline, your leg appears to be quite badly broken. We need to get you to the hospital.” “First, we need to get you down from here and onto the gurney. I’m Jeff by the way.” He handed Aline a plastic inhaler type device. “What’s this?” she asked as she took it. “Suck on it and it will help you with the pain.” You’ll need it when we move you.” Jeff answered. “Please don’t hurt my leg any more.” Aline begged. “Sorry, honey. We’ll do our best but it’s going to hurt like hell.” Mark said. Xavier felt gutted with Aline’s begging. He hated that she was going to be hurt more than she already had been. “I’ll carry her down,” he offered. The Paramedics looked him over. The man was a goddamn mountain and more than capable of lifting their patient. “Okay. It will be easier on her if just one person lifts her. We’ll need to get her into a sitting position and then I’ll support her leg while we take her to the gurney,” Jeff said. “Okay. Just tell me what you need,” Xavier said. Callie stepped back and the Paramedics lifted Aline so she was seated. She let out a blood curdling scream thanks to the excruciating pain and promptly passed out. Her body became limp leaving the Paramedics to support her. “You can lift her now and I’ll support her leg,” Jeff instructed. Xavier scooped her into his arms and while Jeff held her broken, misaligned leg, they descended the steps. He loved the feel of her soft curves against his body. His dick twitched with interest. For God’s sake, not now. He set her onto the gurney as gently as possible. She hadn’t stirred which he thought was probably for the best. He’d hated seeing her in such agony. Xavier and Callie watched as the Paramedics secured her leg and strapped her down safely. They were ready to leave. “Where are you taking her?” Callie asked. “Hunter Mercy,” Jeff said. “I’ll get my car, call her fathers and go and wait at the hospital,” Callie informed Xavier. She said goodbye and left the room. Xavier watched as the Paramedics wheeled Aline away and headed for Mr. Franklin’s office to give a report. Fathers! What the hell did Callie mean by that?
Chapter Two Xavier knocked on Doug Franklin’s office door and waited for his acknowledgement before entering. Doug glanced up from the computer screen he’d been studying. “Xavier.” He indicated for him to take a seat. “I heard there’s been a problem with one of your students.” “Yes. Aline Bennett-Miller had a fall in the lecture room and has broken her leg. The ambulance has just left to take her to Mercy. I dismissed the rest of the class for today.” “Bad?” “It looked bad to me. It was lying at a very odd angle but, I’m no doctor.” “Has someone called her fathers?” Again with the fathers. “Fathers, as in more than one?” “Yes. Two fathers. She calls them dad and daddy.” Ah, now I understand. Doug continued. “Her mother died giving birth to her and so her fathers have raised her. They own the ‘Muscles’ network of gyms. Outright, not franchised. Really nice men and they worship the