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And all the while, he kept telling himself what a lucky bastard he was. Somehow, after pissing off
the world and all the fates, he d been given a chance at redemption, and he didn t intend to do one
single thing to fuck this up.
Georgie was still in her bedroom. She had obviously showered too, because she was standing on
one foot, a huge bath towel wrapped around her, trying to hold the towel with one hand and pull out
some clothes while doing her best to keep the weight off her bad foot.
Sit, he ordered, lifted her in his arms and set her down on the mattress. It s okay to let someone
help you, he reminded her. Even if you aren t used to it.
Over her grumbling protests, he took the garments from her and placed them beside her. When he
unwrapped the towel and caught sight of her body, all pink from her shower and smelling like sixteen
kinds of heaven, it was all he could do not to strip off his own clothes and take her right then. But this
was Georgie, this was more than sex, and he d control himself if he had to pack ice in his shorts.
He did allow himself the pleasure of placing a light kiss on each breast, bringing a slow smile to
her lips. Then, gritting his teeth, he helped her into the frothy bits of lingerie, the jeans and the long-
sleeved T-shirt. He eased both socks on her feet, being extra careful with the bad one, and tied one
tennis shoe in place.
No shoe on the other foot. Not today. Do you have any slippers?
She frowned. Slippers?
Every woman I ever met had bedroom slippers of some kind.
Oh. In the closet. She pointed. The fluffy things.
He looked at them and grinned. Yeah, these are slippers all right. And they ll do for this.
Taking one of the very fuzzy and fluffy slip-ons, he carefully slid her injured foot into it.
No walking, though, he insisted. Not until we ice it again and see if the swelling has gone down
more. And how it feels when you try to step on it.
And exactly what am I supposed to do all day? she huffed. I have work to do.
I ll do it, he told her. You can boss me around. He grinned. You can have the power today.
He ignored her protests when he lifted her up again and carried her into the kitchen. And kept on
ignoring her while he propped her foot on the stepstool again and got fresh ice. Finally, he poured
two cups of coffee, warmed two muffins in the microwave and carried everything to the table.
I didn t realize you were so handy inside the house as well as outside, she teased, breaking off a
small piece of muffin and popping it in her mouth.
Actually, inside the house I do my best work.
She blushed at the slow, meaningful grin he gave her.
Georgie studied the man opposite her over the rim of her coffee mug. The very last thing in the
world she d expected when she ended up here at the back of beyond was to have blow-your-mind
sex. And especially not with a man who d looked like a leftover from the dump the first time she d
seen him. But whether he wanted to admit it or not, Cade Hannigan was a complex creature with a lot
of layers. Beneath the braggart and the shithead were a lot of layers that were slowly unfolding.
That electric sizzle was there between them from the moment he d showed up at her front door,
literally with hat in hand. But just because they d had one night of amazing sex didn t mean they had
anything else going. She wasn t ready to look beyond the physical attraction yet. Cade still had a lot
of proving to do, and she had to get her own mental house in order. Make sure she wasn t just
grabbing onto him because he was the first person to treat her decently in a long time.
And wasn t that just a hoot. The man her new friends had told her was dog shit treating her with
respect.
Her stomach cramped at the thought of the women. She d been putting them off and putting them off,
but she had to face them soon. And what would she tell them? Until yesterday, she could truthfully
have said she knew what it was like to need a second chance, so she d taken a gamble on Cade. They
would think that was bad enough. But could she hide from them the fact that she and Cade had slept
together? Had had mind-blowing sex together?
That she saw a Cade Hannigan who had apparently been hiding from the world all his life?
As if on cue, the cell phone in her pocket chimed. She fished it out, looked at the readout and made
a face.
Cade raised an eyebrow. Bad news?
Depends on how you look at it. She turned the phone around so he could see the caller ID on the
screen. Jinx. She s chomping at the bit to write that damn article.
He shrugged. You can t avoid them forever, you know.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. She sipped at her coffee. I don t want her coming out here.
I get it. Every bit of expression left his face.
Oh, Cade, no. She put her coffee down and leaned toward him. I m not worried about myself. I
don t want them giving you any kind of grief. Not when things are going so well.
I don t know, Georgie. You planning to hide me away forever?
You know I m not. I just want to give us& time. A little time. To see what s happening here.
I won t blame you if you change your mind, you know. I could always leave.
Absolutely not. She slammed her mug down so hard coffee sloshed over onto the table. My
place. My life. My choice. So forget about that. She popped a piece of muffin in her mouth and
chewed thoughtfully, then lifted her bad foot and wiggled it tentatively. I may not be able to wear a
real shoe on this tomorrow, but if I ice it all day today it will be a lot better. It s my left foot so I
ought to be able to drive.
Not on your life. He shook his head. You think I d let you out of here wounded like that?
Georgie threw back her head and laughed. Did you say let me? Cade, I don t need anyone s
permission for anything. I m smart enough not to endanger myself or anyone else. Let me set this up. If
tomorrow I think I can t do it, I ll reschedule.
He held up his hand. Okay. I don t really have the right to tell you what to do anyway. Maybe the
asshole in me is coming back after all.
She reached for his hand and linked her fingers with his. Not when you re trying to do something
nice for me. Thank you.
He raked his other hand through his hair. This is all strange to me, Georgie. Having something like
this he pointed at her and then at himself, I don t even know what to call it.
Me either. So like we said, we ll play it by ear.
You stay off that foot while I m outside, he reminded her.
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