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“Good No me that hand”

“Anyone ever tell you you’re seriously stubborn?”

He grinned “Not all that often Maybe it’s so out in me”

“Lucky me,” she ed at the bandage

He sucked in a breath at the red, sore-lookin

g burn underneath

“Oh, rocket, you should have told me”

She shrugged “It’s really not so bad and it wasn’t like you could have done anything”

“I could have taken you to the daent care clinic,” he countered “What did the doctor say?”

“What doctor?”

He narrowed his gaze “You didn’t go to the doctor?”

“My boss saw it and put so pretty well Still can’t really write with it but typing is a lot easier as long as I’ it”

“Your boss didn’t insist on taking you to see a doctor?” Who is this fucker?

“Oh, he tried But I refused to go” She pressed the bandage back down He brought her hand to his ers

She stared up at him, enthralled