crossed the line. I want to be your doctor because Miranda and I have unfinished business.â
âYouâre going to use my recovery to move back in on my sister? Thatâs low.â
Caleb flipped the chart closed after making a few notes. If Darrenâs recovery progressed as scheduled he would be able to leave the hospital in three days. âNo. Itâs smart. And this conversation is going to guarantee that you donât interfere this time around. If I even catch a hint that youâve been whispering in her ear, I will respond swiftly and it wonât be nice.â
âIf you hurt herââ Darren began.
âYouâre not in a position to make threats,â Caleb cut him off. âAnd now that weâve established our new rules, I can get back to being your doctor.â
A part of him wanted to ask about the girl, the faceless child that had been in his dreams for the past two days. He wanted to grab Darren by the hospital gown and demand to know if that was his daughter, but he didnât. This was something that he would find out from Miranda and only Miranda. It would hurt him if the child was someone elseâs, but it would tear him and his family apart if the child were his. The only thing heâd learned as a doctor was to be patient. Now all he had to do was wait for the right time.
âIs everything all right in here?â
Caleb looked up and his eyes met Mirandaâs. He could tell from the shadows under her eyes that she hadnât slept any better than he had. The sight should have made him feel better, but it didnât. He wondered if it was guilt keeping her up at night.
âGood morning, little sis. Pretty early for you to be visiting, isnât it?â
âKellyâs downstairs getting her physical and didnât need her Mommy hanging around. I thought Iâd come up for a second to check up on you.â
âGood morning, Miranda.â
Her expression cooled slightly when her attention shifted to Caleb. âHello, Caleb. Is my brother giving you any grief?â
âHeâs just fine. As a matter of fact, heâs on-track for release in a few days.â
âWonderful.â She walked over to her brotherâs bedside and then looked from Darren to Caleb.
Damn, those beautiful eyes of hers could see right through him. Once upon a time it went both ways, but now he couldnât tell what she had going on in that pretty head of hers.
âYou must know that we are both grateful for your help.â
âWell, the work just started and Iâve been telling your brother that heâs not only going to need someone at home to help take care of him. Heâll also need to be under a doctorâs supervision. Iâve volunteered to serve in that capacity.â
Mirandaâs eyes flew to her brother. âAnd you better have accepted, big brother.â
âHell, Iâve broken bones, not my head. Yes, I accepted Calebâs offer.â
Caleb met Darrenâs baleful stare. The man continued. âIâd be a fool to turn it down.â
âMiracles are happening every day, it seems. Anyway, Iâm going back downstairs. Iâll be back in about thirty minutes. You want anything, bro?â
âThree chocolate chip cookies, some salted peanuts, a hamburger and a large soda.â
âYou can have everything but the hamburger and the peanuts. The cafeteria is still serving breakfast,â Caleb commented.
âIâll see what I can do.â Miranda smiled, turned around and left the room.
Calebâs eyes tracked her through the window, enjoying the nice view of her perfectly endowed backside.
âMan, I canât wait to get out of here,â Darren grumbled.
Caleb grinned at the prospect of spending time with Miranda outside of the hospital. âMe, too,â he whispered. After making notes on Darrenâs chart, he left the room and headed for his office. He
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