Still the One by Robin Wells

Author:Robin Wells [WELLS, ROBIN]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC027020
ISBN: 9780446569699
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2010-04-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Good job, Mrs. Charmaine. Now turn around and go back the other direction.”

Annette squinted against the late-afternoon sun shining through the window of the physical therapy room, then tightened her grip on the wooden bars on either side of her. It was hard to believe that the boy who’d been such a lackadaisical student as a teenager had turned into such a drill sergeant of a physical therapist. “I’m tired, Blake. I’ve been walking this cattle chute for half an hour.”

“And you’re doing great. Let’s see you do it again. And this time, put more of your weight on that leg.”

Annette scowled. “You’re an unconscionable slave driver.”

“Unconscionable.” Blake shook his head and laughed. “Only an ex–English teacher would use a word like that.”

“Humph.” Annette rested her weight on her good leg and slowly turned around. “If you’d studied your vocabulary words half as much as you studied your football playbook, you might even know what it meant.”

“Ow!” Blake clutched his chest. “You got me with that one.”

She took a step forward on her new knee and winced. She was amazed at how much an artificial joint could hurt. “I think you’re getting back at me for giving you a C on your book report on that Lindbergh biography.”

Blake’s eyes widened. “You remember that?”

“I most certainly do.” It was funny that she could remember the topics of most of her students’ biographical book reports. She’d always learned a lot more about the students than the subjects they’d reported on. “You spelled his name with a u instead of an e.”

Blake laughed. “Spelling never was my strong suit.”

“I’ll say.” She grimaced as she took a step.

He folded his arms across his chest and watched her. “As it turns out, it’s a good thing I spent more time on football than English. If it weren’t for football, I wouldn’t be here with you today.”

“And wouldn’t that be a tragedy,” Annette muttered, taking another painful step.

Blake laughed. “It would be, actually. You’ve got to work through the pain to get better, and you need someone to make you do it.”

Annette was sure there was a lot of wisdom in the statement, but she hurt too much to contemplate it right now. “I fail to see the connection between torturing me and football.”

“Well, if it weren’t for football, I wouldn’t have gone to college. And if I hadn’t played, I wouldn’t have gotten injured, and then I never would have gotten interested in physical therapy. And since I know what it feels like to be hurt, I can relate to my patients.”

“Humph!” She took a pain-racked step and winced. “You relate about as well as you spell.”

“Is she giving you a hard time again?”

Annette’s head jerked toward the sound of Dave’s voice. He was leaning in the doorway, his lanky frame filling it. The sight of him turned her heart into a pattering fool.

“Again? She never lets up,” Blake complained.

“Don’t I know it.” Something in Dave’s lazy grin made her stomach flip-flop. “How’s she doing?”

“Well, she needs to put more weight on that leg, but overall, she’s doing great.

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