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“Jolie?” the doctor asked in a kind voice. “Are you all right?”

“I meant shouldn’t I leave here? The Ranch. I don’t want to make anyone else ill.”

He patted her hand. “That’s very sweet of you. But you need to worry about yourself right now.”

She blinked at him. What did he mean…. worry about herself?

“We can’t keep you here if you want to leave, of course,” he said. “But I’d prefer you had someone with you to keep an eye on you. If you don’t treat this bronchitis, you might end up in the hospital.”

Right. She didn’t want that.

“Is there someone you want us to call?” the nurse asked.

“I-I…”

Brand. She wanted to call Brand.

Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not even a friend. He doesn’t want to take care of your sick ass.

“No. There’s no one.”

A look of sympathy filled the doctor’s face, but she didn’t really want to see it, so she closed her eyes. “I’m sleepy.”

“All right, Jolie. You sleep.”

Jolie woke up coughing.

Oh. That sucked.

Opening her eyes, she searched around for water, her gaze hitting a pair of blue eyes.

That did not belong to Doctor Nelson or the nurse.

Derek Hawkins.

The same guy who had carried her here to the infirmary.

Awesome.

What was he doing here? Why was he sitting by her bed in the infirmary? And was he…was he holding a teddy bear?

Maybe she was having delusions or something.

“Hi, darlin’,” he said. “Sorry, I hope I didn’t wake you.”

“No.” Cough. “Water.”

Great. She couldn’t even get out entire sentences.

Derek grabbed a glass from the rolling stand by the bed. It had a straw sitting in it, and he guided the end of the straw to her lips.

Well. This wasn’t embarrassing or anything.

She reached for the glass, but he simply gave her a look and she dropped her hand, sipping some water.

He put the glass back down.

“That’s a pretty potent look you’ve got there,” she joked. “I hope you use it for good and not evil.”

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