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“Let me guess, you are team Dean,” I say.
“Logan. I don’t think I know anyone who is team Dean,” she says thoughtfully.
“Who is Logan?” I ask.
Dani’s eyes light up like a Christmas tree. “Oh thank God! You haven’t met Logan yet. We still have a chance at happily ever after; there is still hope for you yet!” she exclaims.
“I hardly think I will be changing my mind about Jess, woman!” I growl out.
When she giggles at me and gives me a look, I finally realise what I have just said and how passionately I have said it. My face is definitely flush with embarrassment.
“Oh Sweetie, I know you think that Jess is an absolute dream boat now, and don’t think you will ever be able to get over him but, just like Rory, you will be able to find happiness again with Logan. It will be okay, honey, I promise,” Dani says, patronising me.
I would say more to defend myself if I had any way to do so. Dani puts her arms around me to jokingly comfort me, but we end up staying cuddled up like that as we watch more episodes while she rests. Thankfully, now that I have her, anyone who walks in on us watching Gilmore Girls will assume that I’m watching it for her, instead of the other way around.
I take the next couple days off to take care of her. N will also be coming back from the hospital, and we are putting him up in one of the rooms that are empty. We also had to drag Whisky to the club since we hired a nurse to take care of all three of them.
The woman meets with Prez and takes time to listen to all of their conditions before she meets her new patients. It’s nice to see that she doesn’t treat us any differently than any other patient. Sometimes outsiders have trouble integrating into our world.
The nurse’s name is Daisy. Her eyes widened when Prez told her how much we were paying. We knew that it was going to be a lot of work; plus, Whisky was a grump, so we needed to compensate for that.
Daisy was in her forties and had been in between jobs, since she recently lost her job. If you listen to town gossip, it was because she was fired for stalking a doctor but, like everyone says, there are two sides to every story. We don’t know hers yet, but I have a feeling it’s different from what everyone is saying.
We all have had experience on the bad side of gossip. We know how rumours tend to fly.
It’s hard heading back to work, but we all have shit we need to do sometimes.
There were no cameras showing who messed with the car, which had been our only hope at this point. We are pretty much sitting ducks waiting for something else to happen.
I fucking hate it.
When I get back to the club, I see Dani and N relaxing in the main room on the couch.
“Where’s Daisy? How did she do on her first day?” I ask.
They both smirk at the same time. “She’s giving Whisky a sponge bath,” Dani says with a little laugh.
I raise an eyebrow at her response. “Really?”
They both nod their heads. “Whisky spent all day flirting with her. I didn’t see any of the grump you guys told me he was. He said he needed a sponge bath because he can’t stand for a long enough time to have a shower, and he’s too weak to get out of the tub,” Dani explains.
“Bullshit,” I say with laughter.
“Even if that were true, he has brothers who would help him out of the bathtub or shower. I think it was just his way of getting her hands on him,” Dani says.
“He told me when she was out of ear shot that I wasn’t allowed to ask for a sponge bath,” N says while shaking his head with a smile on his face.
“Damn, I’m sure one of the club girls would love to help you out, or Mama,” I say with a wicked grin.
“Fuck, don’t tell Mama. She might bring that wooden spoon with her,” he says with a shiver.
“Whisky also told me that if I wanted a sponge bath from Daisy, he gets to watch. But I told him my man was more than capable of helping me into the tub,” Dani says.
“Damn fucking rights. Whisky will just have to keep fucking fantasizing about that because it sure as fuck isn’t going to happen,” I tell them.
“Well, I sure could use a bath right now,” Dani says with a heated stare my way.
“We better get you cleaned up then,” I rasp.
