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“Wow, you have been busy.” I can just imagine Molly doing a clean sweep of staff who are not doing their jobs or stepping up when needed. “So, what happened with Marie?”

“She said she was struggling with the job and would like to step down to an assistant position. I agreed, adjusted her salary down as she’s not getting that much now she’s just assisting.” Molly grins, and I can see she has a twinkle in her eye at whatever thought she has. “I dropped her to only ten hours a week because honestly, we could easily let her go. Even as an assistant, she’s not showing any enthusiasm.”

“Okay, if she is still working for the practice when I return, I’ll speak with her. But if she steps out of line, let her go. Anything else?”

Molly leans forward, grinning, “Tim has been going to your house and watering the garden. He’s even been checking the house three times a week to make sure everything is as it should be. He cleared out the fridge and has a list of things he asked me about refilling for when you come home.”

“Tim? My handyman, Tim?”

“Who else? The man is a saint, and if he wasn’t so against dating I’d see about fixing him up with someone.” Molly laughs at her own statement.

Thinking about Tim, I know why. He is the most adorable man you could ever meet. I would trust him with my life. “Actually, Molly, I’m thinking of moving into the house next door to the practice for a while. It’s near work and I won’t have to drive. I’m not going to be driving until my ribs heal. That means I’ll be out of action for around six weeks as far as driving is concerned. Working in the office will be okay, but I’m not going to be taking patient appointments. I know what I have to do and not do, Molly.”

“That isn’t a bad idea, and I can have Tim get it ready and keep his eye on your house. Now the house is standing empty after I moved into our house on the compound with Breaker, I think it would be ideal for the moment. We can all look in on you if you want a few days to get settled,” Molly rubs her chin and continues, “I know you have your recovery covered, you know what you have to do, and working in the office will pass time, keep you informed, and let’s be honest, you’ll not be bored out of your mind.” Molly pats my hand. “Do you want another coffee poured?”

I have another coffee, talk about nothing important, and when Molly asks about Fury, I give her a stern look. “No comment.”

“Okay, Jamie. I just needed to know what you wanted me to do because he keeps coming to the practice asking how you are doing.”

“Molly, he admitted he was fucking Floss. That we were not a couple in the relationship sense. I got the message, I had been his fuck buddy, but make no mistake, that is no longer happening.”

Molly gives me another hand squeeze. Packs up the thermos and leaves me a paperback to read. I roll my eyes when I see it’s a biker romance book with a bare-chested man on the front. Molly giggles at my reaction before saying she’ll pick me up tomorrow when I get released.

Settling back, I open the book and start to read. Wow, the male character has similarities to the bikers I know, but this one seems to be even more of an asshole than Fury is. Fury is someone I have to cut out of my life and keep out. My heart can’t beat for him any longer. He has not seen who I am and what I should mean to him. His being with Floss, and whoever else he’s been with, has finished me. I don’t want to deal with that any longer. I have ignored all his messages and voicemails. I’m done!

The next day Molly and Breaker are here to take me home. I am well ready to be out of this place, but to be fair I have had excellent treatment, and the staff have been fabulous towards me. I give Maisey a gentle hug and watch Breaker carry my bag as we walk out of the hospital and to his truck.

“Thank you for picking me up,” I quickly give Breaker a small smile as I climb slowly into the back seat.

“Hey, any time you need me, you just call. I know you want nothing to do with Fury, and that’s okay. It’s up to you who you have in your life and if he’s fucked up, that is his problem.” Breaker looks me in the eye as he speaks, and I know he means what he’s saying. Giving me a nod, he climbs into the driver’s seat, and we head to the small house next to the practice.

“How are you enjoying living in your house, Breaker?” I ask, mainly for conversation, as it was becoming a little stifling after the Fury talk.

“It’s great, Jamie. I had the construction crew move it along and I’ve never seen a house built so fast. They got it done, we’re in, and we are still finding where we want to place things and purchasing things we didn’t realize we needed,” Breaker gushes with enthusiasm, and I find myself smiling along with him.

Molly turns to look at me saying, “Will you come over and have a meal with us sometime?”

“I will if it is just us. I don’t want to bump into Fury, and I don’t want to go to the clubhouse unless I’m called in by Whack.” Whack is the President of the MC. I like him, he’s a tough man, but he is fair in his dealings with people.

“We can assure you of that, Jamie. I’d not let him into the house if you were with us. I’ve had a fence placed around the yard to give us privacy so even if we sit outside, you will not have to see anyone,” Breaker tells me while looking at me through his rear-view mirror.

Arriving home, I see an SUV in the driveway. Before I get to ask, Molly tells me it is my rental from the insurance company.

Stepping into the small house I feel the cozy air about the place. It is only a small house, with a hallway, kitchen, living room, bedroom and bathroom. Thankfully, there is a garage attached where I had a small utility area created. That is where the washer and dryer are housed, along with a sink and two tall cabinets. It is a bungalow, or single-story house, depending on where you come from as to how you describe it. I don’t have to climb any stairs, which will help my rib healing process.

Breaker takes my bag to the bedroom with Molly right behind him. I watch as Molly empties the bag and organizes the contents. “I can do that, Molly,” I step into the bedroom and take a seat on the bottom of the bed.

“Hey, I’ll put this in the utility for wash, but there isn’t enough to put a load in, so let’s wait a couple of days and I will come back and do it. Do. Not. Lift. Anything.” Molly steps past giving me a firm look.

Breaker chuckles at her, “Tim has filled the fridge. He’s put some frozen meals in the freezer too. He will check in with you during the day, and you won’t come back to work for three days, at least. That was the only way Doctor Carrington would let you leave, Jamie. Don’t push yourself. We are all here for you.”

I follow Breaker to the living room and take a seat near the window where the sun is shining through, casting a warm glow around the room.

“I’ll bring takeout tonight so you do nothing. Rest, and recover,” Molly says as she steps into the living room. “No arguments, Jamie. We all want you well and back to work, and this will be the fastest way for that to happen. Rest, get well, and then come back full of your usual spirit.”

“Molly, can we talk about what happened when I’m feeling a bit less tired and confused? I’d like to get a handle on things, if that’s okay?”

“We were hoping you could fill in the blanks for us, Jamie. Get some rest and we can have a chat whenever you’re up for it.”