"I will get your stuff and take you home," he said.
My jaw dropped. "I'm not leaving."
"You are. Go home and sleep. End of discussion," he bit out stiffly, enunciating each word.
"No."
Kova turned to walk away, but I reached out and grasped his wrist. "Then get Hayden. I want him to take me home." A low growl sounded in the back of his throat, and he twisted his wrist out of my hold. "I want Hayden."
"Very well."
Moments later, far away voices drifted closer and Hayden stormed into the room.
"Jesus, Aid. Are you okay?"
I cracked open an eye. "I'm okay. I'm just freezing. Is your practice over? Can you take me home, please? I forgot to eat today and I'm a little lightheaded." I wanted to add that Kova was being a dickhead and making me go home, but I didn't.
He glanced up at the clock on the wall. "I have an hour left, but I'm sure Kova will understand." He turned to look at him over his shoulder. "Won't you, Coach?"
Kova nodded but I shook my head hastily. "I can wait," I said. "I don't mind."
"It's no issue—"
"I'll wait for you," I insisted, my voice firm. I wasn't going to take away from his practice because of my actions. I should've just taken my chances and completed the dismount to avoid all this.
"Okay…let me get some clothes for you, though."
Hayden came back seconds later. I glanced at his hands, confused by where he’d found clothes. I'd rather freeze to death than wear Reagan'
s stuff.
"Here, let me help you."
"Where did you get that?" I asked, and raised my arms above my head.
"It's mine." He placed his T-shirt over me.
Thank God. I glanced down. It had a big, golden yellow M on it. Michigan.
I eased back onto the table and Hayden moved to stand by my feet.
"Kova, lift her hips for me so I can get these on her."
"I got it," I said firmly. Hayden handed me a pair of navy blue sweatpants. I slipped them on and felt warmer already.
"You don't have a jacket here, do you?" Hayden asked Kova.
"No."
He nodded. Not many people carried a sweater around in the middle of summer in Florida.
"That's okay. She should be good for now." Hayden looked at me. "I won't be long."
"Thank you."
Once Hayden stepped out of the room, Kova looked at me with concern. "I think you should see a doctor."
He couldn’t be serious. I was in this state because of him. Kind of. I laughed sarcastically, unable to control myself.