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Her lips purse, but she nods. “Okay, then. Well, Mr. Spencer, you are cleared to go. However, I want you to be aware of any shortness of breath, headaches, or dizziness. If you experience any of those symptoms, you need to come back into the hospital. Do you have any questions?”
“Am I cleared to play?” I raise an eyebrow at her.
“As long as you have no problems breathing or any of those signs I mentioned, I don’t see why not. I would get with your team doctor and keep them in the loop.” She smiles at me. “Any other questions?”
“Nope. Just want to get out of here.”
“The nurse will come in with your discharge papers, and then you can go. Good luck at your next game.” She nods to me before turning to leave.
“Hey, uh, Doc, do you like baseball?” Kayce offers her a sly smile. “Because I can get you some special tickets. You can be my special guest.”
She hums. “Not a huge sports fan. But my husband is an avid Wildcats fan, so he would love free tickets to your next game against his favorite team.” Dr. Parks grins ear to ear as Kayce’s lips turn down. His face turns red with embarrassment.
“Sorry, ma’am,” he murmurs as he looks down at the floor.
Dr. Parks lets out a chuckle. “Remember, if you start to feel short of breath, come in. Enjoy the rest of your day, Mr. Spencer.” With that, she turns on her heels and heads out of the room.
“Thank fucking God. I’m itching to get the fuck out. Dude,”—I nod to Cameron—“did you bring me my change of clothes?”
He tosses a bag toward me. “Here ya go. I made a call, and your car is back at your house, too.”
“Thanks.” I quickly throw on the T-shirt and basketball shorts he brought me. All I want to do is crawl into my bed and get some sleep. Well, that’s a lie. What I really want to do is gosee how that girl is doing. Find out why she was unconscious and naked in a burning house that had barely any signs of someone living in there.
But that will have to wait until tomorrow. For now, I need to rest and sleep. Because if I don’t, Phoenix will more than likely kill me. Or bench me, and I don’t know which would be worse.
A few hours of shut-eye won’t be a big deal.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
I let out a groan as a consistent buzzing wakes me from my nap.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
Fuck, that is annoying.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
Goddamnit. I roll over and fight to open my eyes. I’m beyond exhausted, and my body feels like I went twelve rounds in a ring.
I grab my phone just as the buzzing starts up again. “What?” My voice is hoarse and dry when I pick up, and I see Kayce on the other end of the screen.
“Hey, it’s Kayce. Um, so your mystery woman, well…”
I let out a sigh. “I know it’s you, I can see you. Spit it out, Anderson. I would like to at least get a couple of hours of sleep.”
“Couple of hours? Dude, it’s tomorrow already. You must have been sleeping since you got home yesterday.”
“Wait, what?” I immediately sit up in my bed. “What do you mean? Why is it tomorrow? What the hell?”
“Because the world keeps turning. Um, because time flies. Um… That’s all I got. But yes, you apparently have been sleeping since we dropped you off yesterday. Which is evident that you needed it.” He laughs through the phone.
“Well, shit. Wait, why did you call again?” I furrow my brows, rubbing the back of my neck.
“Oh right, yeah. That chick.”
I wait for him to continue, but he doesn’t. “I’m gonna need more information than that to understand what it is you’re calling about, Anderson.”
He lets out a sigh. “She’s… gone.”