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I shrug, trying to act like it doesn’t bother me that my closest family member is a manipulative, controlling asshole.
Andrew winces. “That’s rough. You couldn’t do loans?”
“I could. Sometimes I wonder if I’m being silly not doing that. I think I just want to do it on my own terms.”
Andrew nods. “That makes sense.”
A moment later, Shayla comes back in with her supplies, and I excuse myself so she can clean the wound better.
I stay out in the kitchen while she works. Making a pot of coffee, for no reason other than I want to stay busy. I’m not used to days off or afternoon naps, and having both at once has me disconcerted.
It’s not long before she comes out, pulling off the latex gloves as she walks. “You probably could’ve handled that one yourself, Maxine.”
“Probably. But since he needed a tetanus shot anyway, I figured I’d leave it to the experts.”
“Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining.” She turns around to give Andrew an exaggerated wink and blow him a kiss.
He flashes her a flirty smile and drawls, “Thanks for stitching me up, Doc.”
Before I can say anything, he slings an arm over my shoulder and tucks me to his side.
Shayla all but cackles with delight as she eyes the pair of us. “Well then. I’ll be getting out of your hair and leave you two to it.”
“It’s not what you think.” I slide out from under his arm and make to walk for the door. “I’ll be getting out of your hair also.”
“Oh, no you can’t do that.” Shayla smiles mischievously. “He definitely needs to be observed for at least twenty-four hours.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Andrew and I answer at the same time.
Shayla‘s grin brightens. “Yes, butI’mthe doctor. So I think it’s my opinion we’ll be taking. You need to make him feel as comfortable as possible.”
I roll my eyes.
She links her arm through mine and walks with me toward the door, lowering her voice. “That man is delicious.”
“Tell me something I don’t know,” I grumble.
“And he’s obviously bonkers for you.”
I should’ve phrased that differently.
“He’s not. He’s just a flirt. That’s all.”
“Interesting theory. But not supported by the evidence. He didn’t flirt with me. He was friendly enough, but he didn’t flirt.” She glances back over her shoulder, and I follow suit. Sure enough, Andrew is looking straight at me, dopey grin on his face.
It’s suspicious.
Shayla is undeniably gorgeous. She has the kind of voluptuous beauty that most women would kill for. She looks like if Elvira went to medical school.
So, yes, it’s suspicious that Andrew is looking at me when he could be ogling her.
She gives him a little wave and then leans in to whisper to me, “If you don’t ride him like a tilt-a-whirl, you are truly missing an opportunity.”
“I don’t even know what that means. But I will not ride him like that or anything else. For several reasons, not the least of which is he’s injured.”
