Page 158 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“Hmm, I don’t have any squirrel ones at the moment, but I’ll order some in. What do you think you’d like for today? I have rabbits for Abby. What about a cute rabbit?”

“Okay,” she said. “I’ll try.”

“That’s my brave girl,” Corbin told her as he sat with her on his lap. He held her face against his chest. “I’m so proud of you. This won’t take long.”

She let out a small squeak as Doc held her arm and put something cool on the inside of her elbow.

She waited for the pain. She hated having blood taken.

“There, all done. Corbin, hold this here while I get her Band-Aid.”

Wait. What?

“All done?” She turned her head to look down at her arm. “But I didn’t feel it!”

Doc winked at her. “That’s because I’m magical.”

Wow.

He just might be.

“There. You have a bunny Band-Aid and you get to choose a gift.”

For some reason, she went all shy as Doc held out the box of gifts, burying her head in Corbin’s neck.

He ran his hand up and down her back soothingly. “It’s all right, darling girl. You can choose something. You earned it.”

“You sure did. Do you want me to take a look at your hand while you choose?” Doc asked her.

She nodded as she searched through the box while Doc checked her right hand. Finally, she chose something, wincing as he moved her hand around.

“Hurts, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Does the pain get worse after you use this hand a lot?”

She nodded.

“And do you know what caused it?” he asked.

Bebe glanced up at Corbin, unable to tell Doc abouthim.

“Her ex was an asshole who made her write long essays as punishment, even when her hand was spasming or burning with pain.”

Doc stiffened. “Motherfucking asshole.” He stood abruptly, making her squeak.

Then he froze, staring down at her. “Sorry, Bebe. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I’m not mad at you.”

She nodded, surprised at his soft tone.

Doc glared at Corbin. “You’ll take care of the bastard?”

“Oh yeah. I will.”

“Good. Right. I think you have tendonitis in that hand. From overuse. However, I’d like to take an x-ray to be sure. I’d also like to send you for an MRI in Wishingbone. I’ll get an appointment set up.”

“What do you do for tendonitis?” Corbin asked.

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