Chapter 8

It was two weeks into Jessie’s recovery, and she was finding it hard to curb her attraction to Theo. He was everywhere! He wanted to help her to change for bed, to get into bed, to get out of bed... Jessie knew Theo was just trying to be kind, but she swore to all things holy that if she got a whiff of his cologne one more time, she was going to let her restraints loose.

She sighed and tried to get up from the couch before her stupid bladder embarrassed her.

“Should I give you a hand-” Theo started asking, rushing over to her.

“No! No, you cannot give me a hand, Theo! Just... just let me be, goddammit,” she replied, then walked away as quickly as she could.

When Jessie reached the bathroom, she sighed and rested her forehead on the wall. She could not explain her anger toward Theo. No! She actually could. She was mad at him for being so damn irresistible and making her forget about her heartache. She felt so guilty that he wa