The following morning Jennifer reminded herself she was there in the capacity of a patient's daughter. She sat on her hands to keep from assisting to change her mother's surgical dressing.
As if sensing her need, Dr. Wright glanced up. His green eyes sparkled with an understanding only another provider could have. "Want to help?"
"Can I?" She'd felt helpless through much of her mother's care. Doing nothing was driving her mad—as witnessed by her reaction to Garrett.
"Sure." His gaze lowered to her mouth and darkened prior to returning to her mother. He cleared his throat. "Her surgical site is healing well with no infection."
Fighting the urge to say his name, to have his mesmerizing eyes skim over her again, Jennifer examined the excision site on her mother's hip. Staples held the puckered skin together in a neat line.
Lifting her gaze to Garrett's, she swallowed a surprised whimper. That wasn't professional admiration reflected in his eyes. Desire burned there.
Desire she felt just as strongly.
Which was all wrong. No way should her libido be so cruel as to rear its ugly head in Huntsville. Just being in her hometown, near to so many bad memories, should render her immune to anything other than sorrow.
"Physical therapy will be by later. Keeping her mobile is important."
"I agree." Was she agreeing with his treatment plan for her mother or the temptation dancing in his eyes?
"I am awake, you know," Bridget reminded them from the head of the bed. "You two don't have to talk about me as if I'm not here."
"Did you hear something?" Garrett asked, winking conspiratorially.
Jennifer shook her head. "Not a thing."
After a lingering look that held a world of sin, he broke eye contact and applied a fresh bandage to her mother's wound.
Bridget sighed. "Dr. Wright, can you talk to her about being nicer? Perhaps you could write a prescription or something? One that says she has to move back to Huntsville?"
Jennifer inwardly groaned. From the moment she'd moved, her mother complained Jennifer didn't visit enough. Did her mother realize every time she stepped foot in Huntsville she was confronted with a past she just wanted to forget?
No, she didn't want to forget her sweet baby girl.
But she'd had to move on. She couldn't do that in Huntsville. Which made her attraction to Garrett all the more confusing. Why now? Why in Huntsville?
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