Page 7 of Daddy's Little Patient

Raina tried to move and sighed when the jagged pain wasn’t there anymore, just a dull ache.

“There she is.”

Her head twisted to see a handsome man with a big smile on his face in a chair beside the bed.

“Who are you?”

He came and sat down beside her on the mattress and faced her.

“My name is Alex, and my friend Mara said yours is Sally. Is that right?”

She had to think for a moment, and then she nodded, but she could tell he didn’t believe her.

The man snorted. “I don’t know what it is about littles, but you’re all horrible liars.”

Her mouth dropped open. “I am not. What’s a little?”

“It’s a woman with a different view of the world than modern women.”

“I don’t understand,” she said.

“They have pure hearts. They’d rather wear a princess costume than a slinky dress and high heels.”

Raina scrunched up her nose. “I’d kill myself in heels.”

Alex laughed. “That’s what a little would say.”

“Tell me more.”

Alex smiled, and it felt like she had butterflies in her belly.

“Later, Baby. We need to give you more antibiotics and some food.”

Just then, her stomach growled, making them both laugh.

“I am hungry.”

“That’s a good sign,” Alex said, pulling back her covers.

She tried to grab onto it. “Hey, wait. What are you doing?”

Alex studied her expression. “Baby, I’m the doctor that’s been taking care of you. You have to let me see your injury.”

Raina looked down at herself. “Who put me in this nightgown?”

Alex sighed. “I did. No one has been here since Mara left yesterday. You were asleep, so she didn’t stay.”

She felt a wave of calmness build inside of her. If her friend knew this man and trusted him, she had to, also. “Where is she?”

“She had to go home after she helped me get you settled and took care of your injury.”

“Can we call it an owie, please? When you say injury, it makes me scared.”

Alex smiled gently. “Of course. So, she helped me with you, and then I sent her home. I’m supposed to call her when I think you’re ready for a visitor.”

“Can she come now?”

He chuckled. “No, Baby. Maybe tomorrow.”

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