Falling For Grace by Janet W. Ferguson

Author:Janet W. Ferguson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Janet W. Ferguson
Published: 2019-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

THANK THE LORD. Grace let out a pent-up breath. Seth was finally getting his cast, and that awkward, crickets-chirping silence had been broken. Guilt clawed at her throat, but for the life of her, she couldn’t pin down exactly why. Other than the panic-stricken expression that had taken possession of Seth’s face when she’d asked about kids.

Did he think she was going to stop at the Justice of the Peace on the way to his house or something? Get him to be the father of her children?

Though that might be dreamy actually, if he was the man she suspected him to be, capturing him hadn’t been her intent. In fact, he was the one who’d asked her how many children she wanted. Of course, maybe he was just being sympathetic since she’d shared about Trevor’s social media post. And then she’d turned it into far more than he’d bargained for. She wasn’t in Santa Rosa scoping out a man to feel sorry for her. Nor was she here to lasso her next husband-victim. She’d only come to process her emotions. Forgive. Move on. If she made that clear to Seth, maybe he’d quit flipping out on her.

Once the cast was in place, the tech went over the instructions for bathing and all. That brought a rush of heat to Grace’s cheeks, but Seth assured them he could manage that part alone.

“Now for the crutches.” The physical therapist unwrapped the end that fit under the arms. “Have you ever used these bad boys?”

“Never. I’ve been injury-free my whole life.”

Until he met me. The negative thought burst into Grace’s mind, but she tried to squash it. She hadn’t tripped him. Surely her gracelessness wasn’t infectious.

The therapist explained the proper way to carry the weight on the hands instead of the armpits. He had Seth come to his feet to measure the height and take a few steps using the crutches.

Paperwork arrived during the process, and before long, they were on the way to the house.

Seth sat in the truck’s backseat again and closed his eyes. Whether he was sleeping or not, she didn’t know, but the ride was quiet until they reached the driveway.

Mac ran from next door, arms flapping, as they drove in.

“Oh my, he’s excited. And he’ll probably call me little lady again.” Grace spoke out loud, forgetting about Seth.

A laugh came from the rear seat. “He always calls me buddy.”

“While we were at the hospital, I sent a short text explaining that you’d fallen. Looks like he cares about his buddy.” Smiling, Grace put the truck in park and let her window down.

“Little lady, I’ve been worried sick about you and my buddy. What happened?” Mac removed his cap and peered into the truck.

Sitting up, Seth waved. “I’m good. Just have my foot in a cast for a while. Thanks.”

That news seemed to relieve the plumber. “Whew. I know a break like that hurt, but I’m glad that’s the worst of it.” He bounced up and down like a bobblehead.

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