Page 123 of Fierce-Jax

They had less than a week before her thirty days were up and she was holding firm that she would not reach out to Alec’s parents, but she had authorized Trent to use a private investigator next door to him to look into the Cannons and see what he could find.

She was hoping to have that information before she got any other communication from them, but in her eyes, no news was good news, and best to push it aside for now.

“That’s a big can of spray,” Carolyn said when she picked it up. There were the nerves again.

“Did you think it was going to be one of those air cans to spray keyboards off?” she asked, smiling. She always tried to lessen any nervousness with her patients. She didn’t need them jumping on her.

“I was hoping for something smaller than that,” Carolyn said.

It was about twice the size, but she could still hold it in her hand without a problem.

“Think of this as a bigger more important keyboard I’ve got to clean. It will be fast,” she said. “It’s going to be very cold and then be done before you realize it happened. I’m going to do your neck first since it’s smaller and will be quicker to give you a small taste of what is happening.”

“I’m ready whenever you are,” Carolyn said, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. “I gave birth to two sets of twins. This should be easy.”

Dillion laughed. “Oh, it is. Seriously.” She lined the nozzle up and continued to talk while she did it like she always did. “Childbirth is a bitch, I don’t care what anyone says.” She watched the skin turn white, then stopped it.

“That wasn’t so bad,” Carolyn said. “Though I’m feeling the burn now. I didn’t even know you were doing it, you had me laughing at your childbirth comment.”

She grinned. That had been the plan. “I’m going to take care of the one on your arm now and then we’ll go over care instructions.”

Carolyn was ready and chatting about her two births while Dillion froze that one off next, then set the can back down.

“It’s not too bad,” Carolyn said. “Could have been worse. Thanks for the distraction.”

“You’re welcome. It’s good for both of us if my patients aren’t tense or ready to jump when I start. You’ll feel some pain for a bit, but if you take over-the-counter pain medicine, you should be fine. You can put a band-aid on it or some Vaseline if it’s bothersome. That will help keep it moist and help with any pain.”

She was typing into her computer as she talked.

“Can I swim?” Carolyn asked.

“Not for a week or two. The area is going to blister, which is its only form of protection. Don’t worry if it looks red like blood or black. That is common. Once the blister falls off on its own, then you can swim.” She grabbed the instructions out of the printer and handed them over for Carolyn to read and sign.

When the one copy was signed for their records, Carolyn asked, “Do I need a follow-up with you?”

“Not unless you notice any of the things listed on the paper. I’ll call you with your results, but if you need to come back in, you can. Or if you notice any signs of infection. I’m sure one of the medical professionals in your family will look you over too.”

She knew Carolyn’s son Wyatt was an anesthesiologist and Wyatt’s wife an OR nurse. Sam, Carolyn’s nephew, was an oncology surgeon.

“They will,” Carolyn said, nodding. “Wyatt is going to get all worked up and start researching things, I’m sure.”

“No reason to get worked up until we know the results. It’s most likely benign, but we eliminated it from worry anyway. I do want you to call me if you find any other spots though and we’ll get rid of them immediately to prevent any growth.”

“I will,” Carolyn said. “Here I thought I’d get that ointment and could be on my way after a little chat about your dating life. As I’ve said before, we do great work. I’m sure you heard that Tori and Hyde got engaged almost two weeks ago.”

She laughed. “Yes, Jax told me that. I figured you’d find a way to gloat over that match. I’ll give you a freebie. Ask me anything within reason.”

“Aren’t you just a sweetie,” Carolyn said, her smile genuine and not full of gloat as she’d expected. “But I can see by the look in your eyes when you talk about Jax and Gianna that things are going well. Just remember, I picked you two to work out on a blind date.”

“I’ll never forget,” she said, smirking.

Carolyn’s smile dropped. “What’s that look for?”

“What look is that?”

“The one where I think you’re being sneaky,” Carolyn said. “Remember I used to teach grade school children. They are always sneaky.”

“Is that your one question? You want to know what my look is for?”

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