“He couldn’twalk on it this morning,” she said. “I had to get my brother tocome over and practically carry him to the bathroom and then to thecar just to get him here. He was really pale and shaking and Ithought he might throw up.”
“Okay,” Jacksaid. “We’ll send you home with a knee brace to keep it stablewhile we’re waiting for the MRI. I’ll write you a prescription forpain meds and an anti-inflammatory. But we’ll also give you a shothere at the hospital that’ll significantly reduce your pain level.Are you staying with Kira while you recuperate?”
“Oh, um…”
Connor lookedlike a deer in the headlights.
“He is,” Kirasaid. “I have a bathroom and a guest room on the main floor, so hewon’t need to navigate any stairs or anything like that.”
“Perfect,” Jacksaid. “It’s slow at the moment, so it shouldn’t take long to getyou the X-ray. Hopefully, we’ll have you doped up and out of herein the next few hours.”
He wrotesomething on Connor’s chart before smiling at Kira. “The shot wegive him today will last twelve hours, but if you can get theprescription filled today, he can have two pills around eleventonight, all right?”
Kira nodded.“Yes. I’ll stop at Walgreens and get it filled.”
“Good.” Jackturned to Connor. “The shot’s going to make you… loopy. Don’t be anidiot and try to get out of bed or anything like that on your own.Got it?”
“Yeah,” Connorsaid.
Jack grinned atKira. “It’s well known that doctors make the worst patients. If hegives you any grief, just call me and I’ll come over and have atalk with him.”
Kira smiled atthe doctor. He looked to be in his forties, and he was handsomewith his dark hair and dark eyes, and tall, lean body. “Iappreciate that, Dr. Reed. Thank you.”
“Call me Jack,”he said. “Connor, I’ll see you before you get discharged.”
“Thanks, Jack,”Connor said.
Jack left andKira gave Connor a tentative smile. He studied her without speakingand she squeezed his hand. “Do you want me to ask them if you canhave the shot before the X-ray?”
He shook hishead. “No, I took some Tylenol before I called you. It’s helped alittle.”
She gave him adisbelieving look that he ignored. He lowered his voice. “Iappreciate you telling Jack that I could stay with you, but I’m notexpecting you to play nursemaid. If you could just help me back tomy apartment, I’ll be fine to -”
“No, you won’tbe,” she said. “You heard what Jack said. You need to keep it upand rest and ice it. You need my help, Connor.”
“I don’t wantto inconvenience you.”
“You’re not,”she said. “I am happy to help. Staying at my place will make iteasier for both of us. We’ll get you back to my place and onceyou’re settled, I’ll get your prescription filled and grab someclothes and toiletries from your place.”
“Thank you,Kira.” He gave her a grateful look. “I really appreciate it.”
“Of course,”she said. “It’s not a problem.”
His facesuggested he didn’t quite believe her, but he nodded. “I need tocall Grant, let him know what’s going on.”
“Okay.” Shehanded him his phone. “I’m going to run out to the waiting room andgive Gideon an update. I’ll be back soon.”
She stood andleaned over, brushing her mouth against his. “See you in a littlebit.”
* * *
“I don’t thinkhe should climb the porch steps on those crutches.” Kira gaveGideon a worried look as they stood at the bottom of the steps toher house.
Connor wasstanding to Gideon’s right, crutches tucked under his arms, and hemade a pfft sound. “I’m fine. I’m a total pro at crutches. See?” Hewaved one crutch wildly in the air and Gideon grabbed his arm whenhe nearly fell on his ass.
“You’re alsoincredibly high,” Gideon said. “Kira, take his crutches and I’llhelp him up the stairs.”
She moved toConnor’s other side but when she tried to take the crutches, hegave her a stubborn look. “I can do it.”