Chapters (28)
- Cover
- Praise for the novels of
- Titles by Lexi Blake
- Dedication
- prologue
- chapter one
- chapter two
- chapter three
- chapter four
- chapter five
- chapter six
- chapter seven
- chapter eight
- chapter nine
- chapter ten
- chapter eleven
- chapter twelve
- chapter thirteen
- chapter fourteen
- chapter fifteen
- chapter sixteen
- chapter seventeen
- chapter eighteen
- chapter nineteen
- acknowledgments
- Coming Soon
- about the author
- What’s next onyour reading list?
The door came open and Remy stalked in. “You’re not going anywhere, Lila. You belong right here, and I assure you nothing Armie says can hurt this business. Dixie and I are the only games in town, and she doesn’t have a bar. I assure you, when it comes down to pleasing the sheriff or pleasing me, they’ll think about the fact that I won’t serve any person who tries to drive one of my family members out of town.”
Lila stood up and Peanut jumped to the floor, taking his place beside her. “You were listening in?”
Remy had the good grace to flush slightly. “Well, Zep was already doing it, and I didn’t think he should know more than I did.”
Zep’s head popped around the corner. “Sorry. I saw that Doc there was upset and I wanted to know if I should punch someone.”
She sighed. “First off, I’m an NP. Secondly, no. If you punch someone and you injure that finger again, I’m not sewing it back on twice. If you like your pinkie finger, stay out of fights for the next eight weeks or so.”
Zep shook his handsome head. “No one’s going to call you Nurse Practitioner Daley. It’s too long. And I will find another way to defend you, then. I can come up with all sorts of ways to annoy the shit out of the sheriff. You can’t leave. We need you. I recently realized that having a member of the medical community in the family is important. If I get a bad hangover, I can pop into the clinic and you’ll rehydrate me. Also, I can get you to write me a note about passing my STI tests. It cuts out a whole bunch of steps.”
At least there was still someone who could make her smile, even if it was because he was such a dumbass. “I’ll write you that note. You should laminate it. But I have to consider that it might be hard to practice in this town. Remy, please don’t say anything. I don’t want to make this into some kind of feud. In a day or two, I’ll talk to him. I’ll promise to stay out of his way and be professional when we do cross paths.”
Remy frowned. “In a few days, he’s going to realize he’s been an idiot and he’ll come around. Are you ready for that?”
She wasn’t ready to think about anything beyond getting into bed and going to sleep. If she could get to sleep. “I don’t think so. Even if he did, it would only be a matter of time before I did something to annoy him again.”