“Besides , you’re just not my type. I like my women a whole lot less butch.”
Sin nearly went after him, might have too if the doctor hadn’t picked that moment to come into her area. She would deal with Mr. Cooper later.
“No concussion, which is good. I’m going to have Nurse Lear stitch up you r brow and then you can go. It says here you don’t want any drugs. I’m afraid you’ll need to have at least a local to have— ”
“No. Nothing. If she doesn’t want to stitch it then I’ll do it myself. But no drugs. And no tape either. I’m allergic.” Sin looked over at Cain who was nodding. “He’s my doctor. You have questions beyond what I can’t answer then ask him.”
“Miss Waite, I’m afraid I’m going to have to insist that you— ”
“You can insist all you want. No drugs or no stitches. Up to you , doc. Either way, in an hour I’m outta here.” Coop looked like he was going to say something , but seemed to change his mind when Cain stood up.
“I’ll put them in ,” Cain said with a heavy sigh. “ I might put a few in her mouth too while I’m at it. Finish up, Sin. When you need a ride home , call me. I’ll come and get you.”
When he left , the room was silent for several seconds. Coop thought for sure she would call him back and , when she didn’t, he stood again.
“You’re a piece of work , aren’t you? You r brother nearly passed out when he heard you were hurt and what do you do? You treat him like shit because he was concerned about you.” He started out of the curtain. “And I am living in the house. You can bunk with your sister if you want, but I’m staying in the house.”
Probably not the best start to a live-in relationship . B ut Coop couldn’t get the image of Cain nearly falling down out of his mind. Then the ungrateful bitch had acted like she was too good to be in his presence. Coop went out to the parking area and waited for Cain. There was no way he was going to be around Miss Waite any longer than necessary.
The ride back to Cain’s office was quiet . He had left his wife there , telling her that he would meet her at the house later. He had two patients to see and she had a board meeting. Coop dropped him off and left without saying much more than thanks for the key. It took him less than twenty minutes to get his gear in the house and into one of the bedrooms. He didn’t know which was Queenie ’ s, but he was willing to bet it was the biggest room in the place.
Not that his room was shabby. The walls were a nice creamy wallpaper and the comforter and the pillows were a couple shades darker. The floors were a beautiful knotty pine and shone brightly from lots of care. He went to one of the three windows and opened it to let in the morning air. It overlooked the backyard and he could see someone had set up some sort of workout area. He wondered if Cain got to use it much when he turned away to start unpacking. The first thing he did was call his mom.
“Well, I’m here. Nice place. The people are great too. How are you holding up?”
“Your sister is here. She’s met someone. Seems to think he’s the right one. I don’t know. I think she is marr y ing again because she’s lonely. I told her to find one of those friends and not to get married.” He heard her mumble something to someone then came back. “ She said to tell you she misses you already.”
Coop was still trying to wrap his head around his mother telling his sister to find a friend with benefits. And to use the benefits part. Coop sat down hard on the bed.
“Mom… M om , would you like me to run a check on this guy? I can…please don’t ever speak to me about sex again. I don’t think…damn it , M om, seriously?” Her laughter made him smile. “You are one sick woman, sick. So has Shaller really met someone or was that a joke too?”
“Yes. But it’s nothing serious. He’s a friend of that man…what is his name… Oh well, it’ll come to me. Anyway, I’m glad