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That made one of us.
Because if I ever got the chance, there’s no way I could hold back with her.
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Jade
“Things are healing nicely,” I told him as I finished wrapping a fresh bandage around his leg. “You should be able to start walking without the crutches, but you probably ought to clear that with your surgeon first. When is your appointment with him?”
“I don’t know. I think it’s in my discharge instructions.”
“And where are those? Stuffed at the bottom of your bag?”
He shrugged. “Hopefully.”
It was a good thing he’s cute. I think those dimples had probably let him get away with a lot throughout his life.
“I’m sure they’ll call and remind me of my appointment at least three times, so I’m not too worried.”
“That’s true,” I replied as I stood up. “I’m going to go get ready.”
He grinned, revealing said dimples. “Anxious to get rid of me?”
I decided to answer honestly. “Not at all. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”
His eyebrows went up. “Be careful, Sunshine. With offers like that, you might get more than you bargained for.”
I shot him a wink. “I’m not scared,” then disappeared down the hall before he tried to convince me I should be.
Chapter Sixteen
Jade
Penny was perched in Brian’s lap when I came back into the living room with my backpack slung over my shoulder. My hair was still damp from my shower, and I decided to let it air dry before I pulled it into a ponytail. My backpack had my swimsuit and towel, a pair of yoga pants, denim shorts, two t-shirts, underwear, and pajamas, plus my toiletries and the latest Cassie-Ann L. Miller’s romance novel that I’d been dying to get started on. I’d pick up some snacks on my way out of town.
“Do you need any help packing?”
He smiled as he ran his hand from the cat’s head to the tip of her tail, making her arch her back with the movement.
“You’re starting to give me a complex.”
I set my bag down on the recliner. “Oh, stop it. I’ve already told you that you’re welcome here as long as you like.”
He nodded toward my backpack. “Where are you going?”
“I’m off to the beach. My BFF in Charleston invited me to stay at her place while she’s working.”
“Okay, now it makes sense why you want to get me out of here.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Um, you’re the one who said ninety minutes. I’m just trying to adhere to the schedule you gave.”
He used his crutches to help him stand and replied with a grin, “Yeah, I know. I’m just giving you shit. My bag’s by the door.”
With the crutches under his armpits, he gingerly tried putting weight on his right leg. After only a few steps, he put both crutches in one hand and walked toward the garage unassisted, pausing only to say, “Bye, Penny. Thanks for keeping your butt out of my face.”
“That you know of,” I murmured as I followed him to my car.
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