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She thought of Larkin but wasn’t ready to answer any questions. “No.”

He sighed. “Then will you trust me enough to come home with me?”

“I won’t trust anyone ever again.”

“Okay, we’ll deal with that later, too. I’m your best choice.”

Her thoughts were still muddled in her head, making it hard to decide.

“Please,” Alex said.

She nodded.

“All right. My car is out back. Let’s get you home.”

She stood and cried out.

Alex cursed and sat her back down. He lifted each foot, and she could tell he wasn’t happy about what he saw.

“It looks like you have things embedded in your feet. You must not have known you stepped on anything.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t.”

“Okay. I’ll have to carry you. You can’t walk on them. Would that be all right?”

She nodded.

Alex was very gentle when he picked her up and carried her out to his car. He got her in the front seat and buckled her up.

“I’m getting blood on your car,” she said. She needed to focus on something other than the pain in her chest.

He chuckled. “It’s not the first blood in here. Remember, I’m a doctor.”

“What kind?” she asked.

“Family.”

“So, you can take care of everyone?” she asked.

“Yes, honey.”

They drove for a while. “Alex?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Can a person die from a broken heart?”

He reached for her hand. “No, sweetheart. It may feel that way now, but I guarantee you’ll feel better in the future.”

“I hope so.” Because she couldn’t take any more.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

They were pulling into a garage when she opened her eyes. She hadn’t known she’d fallen asleep.

“I’m sorry.”

He glanced at her as he put his car in park. “Why are you sorry?”

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