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THE BOSS

“You have some explaining to do,” Noelle said, coming into Dillion’s office.

She fully expected to get grilled at the end of the day.

At least no one did it while she was running between patients.

Though she didn’t know how much she had to explain since her daughter seemed to tell everyone the past few months' story of her life.

“What’s that?” she asked.

Addy walked in. “You know what,” Addy said, smiling. “I remember him. He was a patient. Is that how you met?”

She rolled her eyes. “At first, yes,” she said. “But he was only here once and that is it. I’m sure that Gianna shared Jax works upstairs.”

Since her daughter came in with all sorts of loot on top of it.

“I looked him up,” Noelle said. “Oh my. He is handsome. I can see the two of you together.”

“You can?” she asked, frowning. Normally she didn’t care all that much what people thought. “And where is my daughter?”

“Finishing the candy bar at my desk,” Addy said. “She’s fine. She likes Jax. Talked about how good his pancakes are for breakfast.”

“Okay,” she said, her face flushing. “That’s enough.”

“No, it’s not,” Addy said. “But we’ll let you go for now and you can fill us in on Monday when Marcy is here.”

“Maybe you’ll all forget the questions you’ve got over the weekend,” she said, laughing.

“Don’t bet on it,” Noelle said. “We’ll come up with more. But I’m happy for you. I really am. You deserve it.”

“Thank you,” she said sincerely. “It means a lot. He’s a great guy.”

It felt as if she said that all the time when describing Jax.

“A great-looking guy,” Addy said, wiggling her eyebrows.

“He’s that too,” she said. “Now if you guys don’t mind, I think we all want to get out of here on a Friday night.”

“That’s right,” Addy said. “Because Jax is making dinner. Or at least Gianna asked. Maybe he’ll make pancakes in the morning too.”

There was no reason not to have fun with this. “Maybe I’ll put a request in for it.”

Everyone finished up what they had to and she was locking the door and walking out with her daughter fifteen minutes later.

It was only four thirty, but she would have never made it in time to get Gianna and the stress of even worrying was gone the minute Jax said he had it covered.

What a wonderful feeling knowing that she had that in her life. Someone she could count on other than her parents.

It’d always been hard for her to ask for help but didn’t seem it when it came to him.

“Is Jax coming too?” Gianna asked when she buckled her daughter into her car.

“He’ll be over when he gets out of work,” she said. Jax had texted that he’d be out soon. His office closed at four thirty, but he rarely got out on time, she knew that.

They drove home and the minute she got in the door, she went to her room to change out of her clothes and put on shorts and a T-shirt.

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