Page 19 of Baby for My Enemy Billionaire

“And the cell phone as well.”

I spread my hands.

“After my accident, Dad wanted me to be able to take care of myself if I ended up on my own on the slopes. I always carry it with me, just in case.”

“I should have brought mine as well.” He shakes his head. “I didn’t think I would need it. Now I’m not going anywhere without it.”

“We all have to learn at some point.”

I know I shouldn’t say it, but I can’t help myself. At least his mouth twitches instead of having him release a load of rant at me.

“I suppose I should be thanking you. You’re practically a stranger, and you still helped my daughter.”

“I’m not cruel enough to leave a kid injured on the side of a mountain. I’m glad I could help.”

“And you helped me. I really didn’t want you to drive….”

“But you wouldn’t have been able to do it yourself.”

Finn’s shoulders slump.

“You’ve got that right. I might’ve ended up in an accident myself. You didn’t have to do all of this.”

“And I did. Because I like to think I’m a good person.”

“Unlike me, you mean.”

I bite back a wince, shoving my hands into my pockets. They are tingling, and I’m not sure why.

“You’re a pain in the ass, but you did help me last night. Not exactly how I intended to return the favor, but I suppose we’ve canceled each other out in terms of owing a favor.”

He stares at me, almost like he’s not seen me before. Then he looks away with a shake of his head, and I’m surprised to hear him laugh.

“You’re not the first person to call me a pain in the ass. My brother calls me that all the time.”

“I’m sure he’s not the only one. You would get anyone’s back up just by being in the room.”

“Are you always this rude to people you barely know?”

I shrug.

“Let’s just say that you definitely got my back up.”

“Even though I helped you out from that ex-boyfriend of yours?”

“Maybe you don’t know how to talk to women when they’re stressed at being harassed,” I shoot back. “You need a few lessons on that.”

Before Finn can respond, and I can tell from the flash in his eyes that he was about to give me a cutting remark in return, the door opens, and a tall man with a bald head wearing a white coat comes in. He looks from me to Finn.

“Mr. and Mrs. Clements?”

For a moment, I wonder if he’s in the wrong room. Then Finn clears his throat.

“Actually, it’s just Mr. Clements. Miss…” he gestures at me. “Jade is the one who helped my daughter.”

“Okay.” Barely batting an eyelid, the doctor turns to Finn. “I’ve had a look at your daughter’s x-rays. She has a radius bone fracture and a hairline fracture just above the elbow joint. She also has a concussion, but there is no sign of injury to her skull and neck. Her spinal cord is fine.”

That is a huge relief. A broken arm is better than what could have happened. Finn’s shoulders sag.

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