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“No time like the present,” he declared. “It’s not like we’re sharing a bed. You’ll have your own room. On the first floor. And you’ll have a private nurse.” He grinned.

“You.”

“Yep. Me. I’m going to bring you ice packs and hot tea and, if you’re lucky, I might even read you to sleep.”

She leaned back against the cushioned seat back and closed her eyes. “I do not believe this is happening. This morning I thought I had everything under control.”

“You have another option.”

“I do?” She kept her eyes closed. She didn’t believe it for a minute, especially since his voice held that thread of humor she had begun to recognize.

“I can, somehow, with enormous brute strength, haul you up your stairs and get you inside your home.”

“Sounds good to me. What’s the catch?”

“Then I stay with you. I can fetch and carry and dispense medication and sleep on the couch. You have a couch, don’t you?”

“Nope,” Grace lied, finding the idea of this almost-stranger poking around her home embarrassing. “I only have an antique rocking chair. Oak. Hard as a rock.”