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“You aren’t any trouble at all.”

That was a lie, but she let him try to reassure her.

“Thank you for all of this . . . I don’t think I could have done any of this on my own.”

“You’re never going to be alone again, baby.”

Right. Because Rohan was hopefully going to get out of jail and she had her other friends.

Still. None of them added up to having Hayes with her. He had a way of making her feel so safe and cared for. It was going to be hard to go back to being without him.

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She sat back in bed with a sigh of frustration. “I want to do more.”

The hospital’s physical therapist shook her head at her. “No, that’s enough for now. You don’t want to push it.”

“But I barely did anything.”

“You’re less than four days post-op,” the woman said. “You’re doing amazing and you can’t push it or you’ll go backward.”

“But?”

“Devi,” Hayes said warningly. Then he gave the woman a nod. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t overdo anything.”

The other woman gave him an assessing look. “I’m sure you will.”

Devi narrowed her gaze at the physical therapist. What was she doing eating up her fiancé with her eyes?

Well, he’s not really your fiancé.

She had to keep reminding herself of that. It would be all too easy to fall into the dream that was Hayes.

The physical therapist left and Devi huffed. “She has no idea what she’s talking about.”

“Devi,” Hayes said sternly. “You will be doing exactly what she told you to do.”

“I don’t like her, though.”

Yes, she was aware that she was acting nuts. But she didn’t want the other woman near Hayes.

He leaned forward and grasped her good hand. “You don’t have to see her again after we leave. But you do have to listen to what she says.”

Well. That sucked.

But hopefully she could leave tomorrow. The doctor had made it sound like it was a possibility.

And she really wanted to get out of here. There was no privacy and she was feeling claustrophobic.

However, she was still weak and tired. So fending for herself was going to be a bit of a shock to the system.

She’d cope.

She always did.

There was a knock at the door and she glanced over as it opened and the detectives from the other day walked in.

“Do you normally just walk into a woman’s room without waiting to be called in?” Hayes asked. “What if Devi had been getting changed?”