“I don’t know. I guess she sold it maybe?” she said. “I thought there was furniture included but it really doesn’t matter.”
“It does if the reason you hurt your back is because you’ve been sleeping on the floor,” Eli told her.
“Eli is right, now, sit.” Kellan pointed to the chair.
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These guys were really taking the cake and eating it too.
She was not their business.
Her safety was not their business. And neither was her health.
But they were acting like they thought they were her guardians.
Especially Eli.
Kellan seemed more like he was reluctantly along for the ride. Did they do most things together?
Did they share women?
“Why aren’t you sitting?” Kellan asked.
“Maybe because you guys don’t get to boss me around?” she countered.
A wave of exhaustion washed over her and she carefully sat down, adjusting the heating pad. Why was she resisting them trying to help her?
Sure, it was strange and she kept questioning their intentions. But if they were just doing it to be kind . . . shouldn’t she let them?
Why fight it? She needed the help. It was clear that she couldn’t do all of this on her own. And she had no one else.
This time it was pity that washed through her.
Jeez.
She really needed a decent night’s sleep. Something that was going to be difficult with her back.
Kellan crouched in front of her, keeping some distance between them. But she thought she saw a flash of concern in his face.
He wasn’t as removed as he pretended to be.
“What else do you need? Some more painkillers? Perhaps we should take her to the doctor,” he called over at Eli.
“I was thinking that myself.”
A boom of thunder erupted outside, sounding so close that she actually jumped. Then she moaned as her back protested.
“But not the best night to take her out,” Eli added, staring at her in concern. “Did the heat of the water in the shower help?”
Drat.
She was hoping he wouldn’t ask.
“The hot water ran out,” she confessed.
“It ran out?” Eli stared at her in confusion. “How could it run out?”
“I don’t know.”
