Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Reaching down, I peeled away the surgical tape and gauze
on the right side of my abdomen, trying to gauge how bad the
injury was.
Peering under the bandage, I spotted a small incision,
examining it.
“Three stitches?” I said out loud.
Three?
“Don’t worry, there’s more on the inside,” Banks informed
me. “Ten whole stitches. Super manly.”
I let my head fall back on the pillows, tightening my abs a
few times to gauge the pain.
“The injury wasn’t that serious,” Will said, folding his
arms over his chest. “But ignoring it was. You lost a lot of
blood.”
“Luckily Rika had the same blood type,” Michael stated.
“Yeah, luckily,” Kai mumbled.
I almost laughed. Rika gave me blood? Like really?
I shot my eyes over to her, dropping my gaze to the Band-
Aid on her arm where they’d drawn the blood.
Interesting.
“You going to say ‘thank you’?” Michael prodded.
“Someday.”
Rika let out a snort. “Well, now that he’s fine, I need to go
lock up the dojo.”
“I’ll go, too,” Kai moved around Banks. “Some inventory
came in that needs to be sorted.”
“See you at home,” Rika told Michael, leaning up to kiss
him.
“I’m heading out, too,” he said.
Kai kissed his wife as he, Michael, and Rika started to
leave the room, but then Rika stopped and looked over at me.