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much. She pulled the dishes out of the bags and opened one of the containers. Baked pasta with a red sauce, a green salad, garlic bread, and a half gallon of ice cream for dessert. Maggie intended on fattening her brother up during his recuperation. The only problem was it would probably be Destiny who put on a few pounds. She dished out her lunch, then put the hot foods in the microwave to keep them warm. The oven was available, but she found that the microwave, due to its smaller size, kept the food warmer. She poured herself a glass of iced tea and sat, evaluating the morning. Ten more minutes and Brad would have been gone, stuck in the truck like some oversize piece of lumber. What had he been thinking?
She could have lost her job today. She didn’t know what idea made her more anxious. Losing the one paying gig she had for the next few weeks would have caused her to have to close down the PT shop early. Doing that would put Jonny out of work a month early. On the other hand, Brad could have really been hurt if he’d fallen the entire way to the ground. And that would have been on her watch. She’d have to set some kind of alarm system to alert her when he got out of bed.
Or maybe she’d just have to sleep on the couch outside his room. That way, he couldn’t sneak by her. Not again. Of course, it also meant she could never be in the kitchen, the bathroom, or anywhere out of sight of Brad’s room.
On the other hand, she knew how hard it was to leave the business you’d grown from nothing. It must be killing him to let someone else make the decisions, pull the strings, and ultimately run his company.
She took a bite and almost groaned at the taste. Having Maggie deliver food from the restaurant for lunch was the one and only perk of the job. There was no way she’d list working with Brad as a perk. Even if the guy was not too shabby in the looks department. Jonny would want the full report when they talked, but Destiny couldn’t see herself telling anyone about the impromptu shower last night. At least not until the idea of seeing Brad Castle naked except for the black trash bags didn’t make her blush or laugh. And right now, every time she remembered last night, that was all she wanted to do.
Right now, she needed to eat while she waited for the doctor’s report. She prayed that Brad’s healing hadn’t been set back. He wouldn’t survive much longer stuck in his bed. The guy had a strong need to be up and doing something. Anything.
Which was another reason Destiny had to get him well. It was for both their sakes.
CHAPTER 8
“I’m sending over a portable x-ray machine but from what I can see, your back is healing nicely. I wouldn’t have expected this much range of motion without pain. Especially with the fall you just took.” The doctor sank into what Brad thought of as Destiny’s chair. Damn, he needed to get better so he could get this woman out of his house and his head. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate a beautiful woman paying attention to his every need; he just wanted to be more in control of his own actions while she did. Control. He hadn’t been in control of anything since the accident and he needed to change that up fast.
The doctor was watching Brad so he pretended that he hadn’t been distracted by thoughts of Destiny. “So you think I’ll be able to go back to work soon?”
“You’re still going to be out the six weeks, but depending on the results of this s-ray, I might allow more time out of bed.” He nodded to the chart. “Destiny has done a great job keeping your muscles flexible. I don’t think you’ll see a loss of strength at least in your upper body. You will have to do PT for a while once we get you weight-bearing again.”
“I have a winery to run. I can’t be taking off for an exercise class every day,” Brad groused. “How long will I be required to do that?”
“We’ll make that decision after I see the
She could have lost her job today. She didn’t know what idea made her more anxious. Losing the one paying gig she had for the next few weeks would have caused her to have to close down the PT shop early. Doing that would put Jonny out of work a month early. On the other hand, Brad could have really been hurt if he’d fallen the entire way to the ground. And that would have been on her watch. She’d have to set some kind of alarm system to alert her when he got out of bed.
Or maybe she’d just have to sleep on the couch outside his room. That way, he couldn’t sneak by her. Not again. Of course, it also meant she could never be in the kitchen, the bathroom, or anywhere out of sight of Brad’s room.
On the other hand, she knew how hard it was to leave the business you’d grown from nothing. It must be killing him to let someone else make the decisions, pull the strings, and ultimately run his company.
She took a bite and almost groaned at the taste. Having Maggie deliver food from the restaurant for lunch was the one and only perk of the job. There was no way she’d list working with Brad as a perk. Even if the guy was not too shabby in the looks department. Jonny would want the full report when they talked, but Destiny couldn’t see herself telling anyone about the impromptu shower last night. At least not until the idea of seeing Brad Castle naked except for the black trash bags didn’t make her blush or laugh. And right now, every time she remembered last night, that was all she wanted to do.
Right now, she needed to eat while she waited for the doctor’s report. She prayed that Brad’s healing hadn’t been set back. He wouldn’t survive much longer stuck in his bed. The guy had a strong need to be up and doing something. Anything.
Which was another reason Destiny had to get him well. It was for both their sakes.
CHAPTER 8
“I’m sending over a portable x-ray machine but from what I can see, your back is healing nicely. I wouldn’t have expected this much range of motion without pain. Especially with the fall you just took.” The doctor sank into what Brad thought of as Destiny’s chair. Damn, he needed to get better so he could get this woman out of his house and his head. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate a beautiful woman paying attention to his every need; he just wanted to be more in control of his own actions while she did. Control. He hadn’t been in control of anything since the accident and he needed to change that up fast.
The doctor was watching Brad so he pretended that he hadn’t been distracted by thoughts of Destiny. “So you think I’ll be able to go back to work soon?”
“You’re still going to be out the six weeks, but depending on the results of this s-ray, I might allow more time out of bed.” He nodded to the chart. “Destiny has done a great job keeping your muscles flexible. I don’t think you’ll see a loss of strength at least in your upper body. You will have to do PT for a while once we get you weight-bearing again.”
“I have a winery to run. I can’t be taking off for an exercise class every day,” Brad groused. “How long will I be required to do that?”
“We’ll make that decision after I see the
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