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don’t want someone following me to their house. My brother has a six-year-old son and they are in the process of adopting a baby.”
    Frankie didn’t want to tell Cassie, but if it was the doctor stalking her again, he probably already knew about her brother’s family. “The sooner you get done at HR, the better. We need to head to The Flower Shoppe and see if the delivery really came from there.”

Chapter Five
    C assie pushed Frankie through the parking lot toward her old, beat up Ford Taurus. His bag of clothes was slung across the handles of the wheelchair, but Cassie hadn’t really considered all the problems that would come along with Frankie staying with her.
    “How are we going to get you inside my car?” she asked, slowing as it came into sight. “It took both Thayne and myself to lift you into his truck for the party. I’m not sure I—”
    “Don’t worry. Just wheel me to it. I’ll get inside myself.”
    Swallowing her surprise, Cassie continued across the lot. While the note scared her, and she hoped they could figure out who was behind it quickly, Cassie couldn’t help but think it was the best thing that could have happened as far as Frankie was concerned. Maybe the man just needed a purpose. She’d tried everything she could to get him standing in the rehab room, but he’d lacked sufficient motivation, it seemed. He was serious about protecting her, and Cassie couldn’t help but be flattered.
    Swinging open the passenger door, she pushed Frankie in close.
    He used his hands to help move his legs from the footrests on the chair to the ground, then pushed himself up from the wheelchair. His legs shook as he stood. Cassie was about to lunge forward to try to support him when he twisted his body and dropped into the passenger seat.
    Although a fresh sheen of sweat covered his brow, he grinned. “Told you I could do this.”
    “I have to admit to being impressed.” Cassie moved the chair out of her way to help Frankie put his legs inside the car and fasten his seat belt. “I always believed you could get back more mobility. I’m glad you’re finally trying.”
    He shrugged. “Yeah. I’ve been a pain in the ass, I know. I couldn’t see my way out of the misery, thinking I’d never be useful again. When I saw that note and realized some asshole was after you, I knew nothing would stop me from doing whatever I needed to do.” He reached out, bumping his hand against hers. “I won’t let anyone hurt you. I promise.”
    She nodded, caressing his hand softly with the back of hers before stepping away. “I’d better put the chair in the trunk and get this show on the road. We don’t want the florist to close before we get there.”
    Within a few minutes, Cassie hopped into the driver’s seat, buckling her belt before starting the car. “Do you think they’ll tell us anything? What if there’s some sort of confidentiality thing?”
    Frankie chuckled. “We’re asking about flower delivery, not medical records. It’ll be fine. I actually think you should go in by yourself, tell them that you’re dying to find out who sent them so you can thank them, that sort of thing.”
    “So, you’re just along for the ride?”
    He nodded. “Pretty much, unless you run into problems, then I have no issues with going in and doing the talking. While you deal with that, I’m going to call my dad and ask him to meet us at your place with my gun and some stuff from the hardware store. He can help do security detail on your place. I’m going to do whatever I can, but I’ll feel safer if we get some good locks on your doors and a security light outside, that sort of thing. What’s your address?”
    Cassie rattled it off as she pulled up to The Flower Shoppe. “Are you sure we need the gun?”
    “Go inside and get a description or a name for us. Let me handle the rest, okay? My grandpa was a police officer. My dad will know what to do to help make your house more secure. The gun is just in case