Page 159 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“Painkillers when it’s flaring up. We can try a steroid shot to get rid of the pain.”

Oh. She didn’t like the idea of that at all.

“Physical therapy. I can give you some exercises to try and strengthen the muscle. As well as some heat-based treatments. But when you’re doing something that makes it hurt, you need to stop. Rest it and ice it. If it’s swelling, it can be wrapped. However, you don’t want it to get too stiff, either. So don’t rest or wrap for too long. Because it’s been left for a while, we really need to try and quickly get on top of it, okay? The girl that did this mural, she has a brother who is a physical therapist. We’ll set up an appointment with him as well.”

“Thanks, Doc,” Corbin said.

Doc grunted. “Thank me by making that bastard’s life as miserable as possible.”

“Oh, I will.”

“Wait. What?” she asked Corbin. “You don’t even know who it was.”

He just gave her a determined stare.

Shoot.

Bebe wasn’t sure how she felt about this. On the one hand, she guessed the asshole deserved to pay for what he did . . . but she didn’t want Corbin to do anything he might get in trouble for.

So she didn’t think she wanted to tell him who it was.

Not until she’d thought about it more, anyway.

Half an hour later,she walked back toward Corbin’s cabin with a small, fluffy deer in her hand.

Not a real one, of course.

It had been her good girl present. Which she’d earned after being so brave.

After Doc had finished with her, she’d spoken to Archer briefly. She’d been nervous when she’d told him she didn’t feel comfortable talking to a different therapist, but he’d been really kind.

So, she was going to contact her old therapist’s office today to see about doing some sessions via video call.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Corbin asked as they reached the cabin.

“No, I guess not. I’m sorry for acting so silly over the needle.”

He tilted her head back. “You could never be silly. I think you are adorable and you never have to be ashamed about your Little popping out.”

“Even in front of others?”

“Nobody will bat an eyelid, I promise.”

“It really is a special place.” Somewhere she could see herself settling long term.

God, she hoped this all worked out.

Because it was going to break her heart if it didn’t.

40

Bebe nearly slammed her phone down on the table.

Except she didn’t want to crack the cover.

She’d been on Sanctuary Ranch for five days now, and she still hadn’t heard back from her parents.

What. The. Hell.

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