Page 58 of Hurt Me Not


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“Fine, Finch, I’ll wait until I’m home. But no longer.”

“You have my word.”

After I was able to get some food in me, I called Tru and Milo. Both were worried but I explained I’d be home soon, and everything was fine.

Milo was supposed to go to the clinic tomorrow, but Finch had mentioned that he’d see what he could do to change it to the following day if he’d agree to draw his blood at the house and send it off in the morning. As long as his numbers were steady, it wouldn’t be a problem.

The nurses and doctors kept checking me out, my breathing, lungs, O2 levels. And were pleased with the results. My heart was strong and by the time morning came, they were happy to discharge me.

“Okay, so I have pants here your friend Jim brought with a T-shirt and…suspenders?”

He quirked a brow as he held up a casual firefighter uniform.

“It was likely all I had in my locker. It’s fine. I’ll wear it home and shower and change later.”

“Good deal…want help changing?” He waggled his brows, and the moment of levity was welcomed.

“How could I say no to a sexy nurse helping me get dressed?”

No matter the innuendo, he remained all business. Finch was careful not to tug on the gauze and bandages, even after using whatever magic he had so I felt no pain.

“You’re not hurting me,” I informed him when he was going so freaking slow to get my shirt on.

“While you feel no pain, that doesn’t mean damage can’t be done.” He shot me a no-nonsense expression.

“Then take your time.”

My truck was at the scene of the fire, but Jim sent me a text message saying he’d driven it to my house. So when we left, Finch and I grabbed a cab to the scene to get his car to take to my house.

Cleanup was still at it, though with a minimal crew. There was almost nothing left of the warehouse and while that was depressing, we were lucky no one was killed or badly hurt.

We arrived at the house to find Tru had stayed home from school, too worried about me to concentrate, and I didn’t fight her on it. Both hugged me, being careful of my bandages.

When I had them both in a huge embrace I looked over to Finch and Daisy, who were watching us.

Whatever I was about to be told, I was sure I wasn’t prepared for it.

“Daisy, would you do one last thing before you go?”

“I can stay, no need to rush off. Rest. I’ll hang with the kiddos.” Finch had explained that Daisy was protecting the kids, and perhaps it was good to have her stay but I needed to talk to Finch.

“That’s nice of you, but do you think the three of you can go to the store and get some food? I was supposed to go shopping, and it would be a huge help if you could do that for me. Tru and Milo know what to get.” I reached into my pocket, glad Jim had brought my wallet out of my truck, and handed Tru my credit card.

“You just got home, and you want us to leave?” Tru asked.

“Finch is here. I just want to get everything sorted so I can relax for a few days when Finch and Daisy might not be here.”

“Okay, Dad.”

“Thanks, Tru-bug.”

Milo didn’t think he needed to go, but I explained I was going to shower and rest and I’d feel better if he got out for a bit.

It could’ve been argued that him going into a supermarket was a bad idea, but I had to talk to Finch and find out how much danger everyone was in.

As soon as the front door closed, I turned to Finch. “It’s your show now.”

He nodded, and I followed him to the kitchen. He poured a glass of water and handed it to me.

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