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“Maybe. I’m really tired, so I’m going up to bed.”

“Okay.” I placed my finger under her chin.

“Don’t even think about it,” she spoke.

“What? I wasn’t going to do anything.” The corners of my mouth curved upward. “I’m insulted that you think I would.”

Her eye narrowed at me as a small smirk crossed her lips, and she went upstairs. I got up from the couch and set the bottle of scotch on the bar. The sliding door opened, and my brothers stepped inside.

“Hey, bro,” Nathan said.

“How’s Charlotte?” Jackson asked.

“We got a little worried when you didn’t return to the beach,” Christian said.

“We talked for a while. She just went upstairs to bed. Jackson, she said when she was down by the bonfire, flashes were going off in her head. She told me it happened when she stared at the fire.”

“Usually, that’s a sign that the brain is trying to retrieve a memory. Nothing came through?” he asked.

“No. She said it was like someone was taking pictures with the flash on in her head.”

“I wish I could give you more answers, bro. I’m sorry. Right now, I think the best thing for her is complete rest and non-stimulation. Her brain is still healing, and it will take time for neuroplasticity to kick in.”

“She asked me to take her to the medical center tomorrow. She wants to see her office.”

“Okay. Maybe something there will trigger a memory. Just don’t keep her out all day. We’ll see you on the water in the morning. You better be there.”

“I will. Love you, douchebags.” I smiled.

“Love you too, bro,” All three spoke as they stepped out the sliding door.

I locked up the house and went upstairs. Walking into the bedroom, I saw Charlotte was still awake.

“Hey. I’m just grabbing a few things for tomorrow morning, so I don’t wake you,” I spoke as I walked over to the dresser, opened the drawer, and pulled out a pair of board shorts.

“What are those for?” she asked.

“For surfing in the morning.” I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Charlotte walked in and leaned up against the sink.

“You surf?” she asked.

“Yep. I’ve been surfing since I was a kid. My brothers and cousins meet down by the water every weekend, and we surf for a while. It’s therapeutic for the soul. My dad used to tell us that if we ever felt lost, grab our board, get in the water, and we’ll find our way back.”

“Did you teach me?”

“No.” I smiled. “You were never interested in learning. I know you don’t remember, but you knew my father way before we met.”

“I did?” Her brows furrowed.

“Yeah.” I wiped my mouth on the towel. “One of your patients was his patient. Anyway, you really liked him, which explains why you fell in love with me.” I grinned. “I’m heading to bed.” I quickly kissed her forehead before she could say anything. “Good night, Charlotte.”

“I told you not to do that, Conner.” She followed me out of the bathroom.

“I’m not apologizing, Charlotte. Good night.” I walked out of the bedroom, went into the guest room, and shut the door.

The door flew open as I pulled off my shirt, and Charlotte stood there staring at me.

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