“Don’t make me laugh,” I say, holding my stomach.

“Sorry. But seriously, I’m happy to help in any way I can. How are you feeling after surgery?”

“Like I need to track this woman down and return the favor,” I remark.

Lexie looks intrigued. “Oh, so you know it was a woman? Any other pieces to the puzzle?”

“Not really. I can’t remember shit, which is very frustrating.”

Archer randomly makes eye contact with me. Each time I meet his gaze, electricity streams from the pit of my stomach.

“I wonder if it’s someone who’s been lusting over Archer’s pictures and his six-pack.” She glances at him, then back at me with a raised brow. “Considering there have been some crazy women coming in and asking way too many personal questions about him. It’s gotten around town that you two are roommates, so perhaps, this was an act of jealousy.” She uses air quotes because she knows more than she should about our situation.

I think about it. “It’s actually not out of the realm of possibilities. A lot of women left comments, sent messages, called the store, and even came in and asked about it, so maybe?” Though I’m still leaning toward Natasha, I can’t help but wonder. “I wish I could remember. From what Archer said, it sounds like I knew her. So if that’s the case, it could’ve been a customer I’m familiar with.”

“Whoever it is, I have an ass to beat for nearly killing my favorite boss ever,” Lexie says.

I chuckle, appreciating her protectiveness. Next, she updates me with sales numbers. I inform her about the shipments arriving soon and anything else that comes to mind.

About ten minutes later, Tyler returns with a pitcher of water and a doctor.

“Glad to see you’re awake. I’m Dr. Landon.” She holds out her hand, and I take it before she continues. “Your brother said you were awake and had some questions.” She smiles, showing off her pearly white teeth.

“Yes,” I say, sitting up straighter. “A rundown of events would be great.”

“Of course. You had lost a lot of blood, so we immediately took you into surgery to stop the bleeding. You were at risk for a hematoma, which means there was blood in places it shouldn’t be. Because of the location of the wound and the sutures, you’ll be sore and need to rest. That means no work and no heavy lifting. Taking it easy is the key to a full recovery.”

I make a face, and she notices. “Your brother already warned me that you don’t tend to take breaks, but it’s doctor's orders. If you push yourself too hard, you could end up with complications, which would extend your healing time even further,” she informs me in a stern motherly tone.