Seaside Kisses by Stacy Claflin

Author:Stacy Claflin [Claflin, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-13T04:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Amara pulled into a parking spot in the parking garage across from the urgent care clinic. If Rafael thought she was just going back to the store while he sat in the waiting room with a massive gash—thanks to her taffy machine—he had another think coming.

She pulled out her phone and called Alex, filling him in what happened as she walked through the garage and across the street.

Alex sighed on the other end of the phone. "I knew I should have had that thing looked at. Is he going to be okay?"

"I think he's going to need stitches."

"That sucks," Alex said. "Look. I'll call Wes McLanahan and have him check out the machine. Hopefully, it can be fixed. If I need to go to the shop, I will."

"But everyone's throwing up, Alex. You have to take care of them."

"Someone has to let Wes in."

Amara wanted to scream. "Can you give me an hour? Once they get Rafael in, I'll go back to the shop. He can text me when I need to pick him up."

"Are you sure?" Alex asked.

"Yeah. Let's just do that."

"Okay. I'll tell Wes one hour."

"Thanks. Send everyone my love."

"Will do," Alex said. "If you need me, just let me know."

"Okay." Amara ended the call and went inside. Rafael sat in a chair facing a fish tank. She took the chair next to him.

He shook his head. "I knew you wouldn't go back to the store."

"Not when you're injured because of me."

Rafael raised an eyebrow. "It's not your fault."

"My taffy machine attacked you."

He sat taller. "It would have hit you in the head if I hadn't gotten you out of the way."

Amara rubbed her sore back, where it had dug into the side of the wooden display. "I appreciate that. I can't imagine if that would have been my head. Are you still bleeding?"

Rafael lifted the towel he had over his cut. "Yep."

Amara frowned. "They can't get you in now?"

He pressed the towel back against his shoulder. "There are more critical cases ahead of me. I'll be okay. You really should get back to the store. I don't want you losing sales because of me."

She shrugged. "We need to get the machine fixed first, anyway."

"What are you going to do about it?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. Wes McLanahan is going to look at it, and then we'll decide. Alex and I have known for a while that we might just have to retire it, so it's not a huge loss. He's been wanting to see if he could build one himself, and this gives him the perfect excuse."

"What will you do with this one?" Rafael asked.

"We thought about either displaying it or donating it to the Kittle museum. It's part of the town's history." She glanced at his orange covered clothes. "Sorry about the taffy getting all over you."

"It's nothing," he said. "Like I said, I'm just glad you didn't get hurt. If that metal would have hit you in the head…" He shuddered.

Heat ran through Amara. She couldn't get over how genuinely concerned he was about her.

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