her and making her do such horrible things like riding around with gorgeous, strange men and carrying squishy panties in her purse.
The doorbell rang again.
Megan sighed , stretched , and began trying to think up her best lie. Dealing with her mother wasn’t going to easy. She would probably go to hell for lying to her mother. And for committing adultery. Sort of. By the end of the week if her luck continued she ’ d probably have broken all 10 commandments and God w ould send the Grim Reaper himself to collect her butt and drag her to hell.
The damn doorbell rang again.
“I’m coming!” s he yelled impatiently. “Hang on dammit!”
Megan hauled herself off of the couch and to the foyer. Pushing the curtain aside on the window she looked out , her heart almost stopped beating. It was Tom. He was standing there looking delicious in jeans and a t-shirt with his gym’s logo on the front. His thick black hair hung loose on his shoulders. He looked like a little like Antonio Banderas and a lot like trouble.
Megan immediately began fluffing her hair and straightening her clothes. Satisfied that she looked like hell and had no time to do anything about it she opened the door.
“Hello Mr. Stratton,” she said.
“Mrs. Malone.”
“You can call me Megan.”
“Okay , Megan. How are you feeling?” He was still standing on the porch and her manners finally kicked in so she gestured for him to come inside. He entered and she closed the door behind him.
“I’m fine. You didn’t have to come all this way to check on me.” He held up a small white bag with an RX symbol on it.
“I wanted to. Plus I have your prescription from the hospital.” He paused. “May I take a seat?”
“Oh, of course,” She gestured him to the couch where he handed her the bag. “Oh , Tom, you didn’t have to do this. I appreciate it but it wasn’t necessary. What do I owe you for this?”
“Nothing. You were injured at my gym. It’s the least I can do.” When she opened her mouth to protest he waved her off and said, “I’ll also make sure the hospital bill is paid for and you have a lifetime membership at the gym for free.”
“Tom, I have insurance that’ll cover the bill and I won’t be returning to the gym.”
He frowned and she continued, “I don’t think I’m an exercise kind of person. Plus I’ve sort of been uninvited.”
“By Stacy?”
“Adele.” His frown returned. He was even sexy when he frowned , God help her. “She called and left a message that I was not invited to her classes anymore. I don’t blame her. I screwed up her class and made a fool of myself. Even if she hadn’t called I’d be too embarrassed to go back.”
“Don’t worry about Adele. I’ll take care of her. She has no right to treat you like that.” Megan waved her hand in the air to dismiss the Adele issue. The last thing she needed right now was that woman pissed off at her. Adele would probably hunt her down and make her do pushups until her eyes bulged. She rubbed her eyes at the thought. Tom patted her knee and looked at her with concerned eyes.
“Is your head hurting?” he asked.
“Yeah, a little.” She retrieved the ice pack from the table and held it to her head.
Her head did hurt but the ice wasn’t for that. The ice was to cool her off from the heat that was burning through her from Tom’s hand on her knee. Putting the ice pack directly on her crotch would probably be a telltale sign that he was making her hot so she just held it to her head and tried ignore her stirring hormones.
Tom removed the medication from the bag and popped off the lid. “Maybe you should take one of these. It should dull the pain.” He handed her a pill.
“Thank You.”
“Where’s your kitchen?” She looked at him, her expression blank. “Water. I’ll get you a glass of water.”
“Oh, through that door.” Tom went to get the water and Megan watched his perfect backside leave the room . When she was sure he was gone