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against his arm, drawing from his seemingly endless strength.
    “I’ll get a nurse in here to go through the discharge paperwork.”
    Seth’s hand dropped from her shoulder and she immediately felt the loss of his touch. “Take care of yourself, and follow up with Ben’s pediatrician in a week.”
    “I will.” She watched Seth leave, noting how serious he’d been since they’d arrived. There was no sign of the flirty charm he’d displayed with they’d first met.
    Which was exactly what she wanted—for him to treat her as an equal. As a professional.
    There was no reason to feel this sense of desolation at the change in Seth’s demeanor.
     
    It struck him, as Seth watched Kylie prepare to leave, packing up the supplies they’d given her for Ben’sdressing changes, that since she’d come in on the ambulance with Ben she probably needed a ride home.
    Cedar Bluff was a fairly small town. They didn’t have a regular or reliable cab service. People always tended to help each other out when needed.
    He glanced at the clock, thinking that he hadn’t taken a lunch break yet. If Simon Carter, one of the other ED physicians, would cover for him, he could drive Kylie home.
    He walked into the room while Kylie was asking a nurse about local bus routes.
    “I’ll drive you home,” he said. “It’s well past time for my lunch break anyway.”
    She hesitated, but then glanced at Ben, and he could practically see her weighing the options before she nodded. “If you don’t mind, that would be great.”
    “I don’t mind.” He gathered up the bright Cedar Bluff Hospital bag stuffed with dressings, leaving her to carry Ben. “I’m in the employee lot, though, so why don’t you wait here for a minute? I’ll swing past the front doors to pick you up.”
    Somewhat dazed, she nodded, and he hustled off. A few minutes later he pulled up at the front door, hurrying out to give her a hand.
    “You drive a cherry-red Corvette with a white leather interior?” she asked, half in awe, half exasperated. “Are you crazy? We can’t ride in that. What if Ben gets sick or something?”
    He hadn’t even realized his car might not be suitable. “It doesn’t matter. But you’ll have to hold him on yourlap, since Charlene doesn’t have a backseat.” Seth was used to disparaging comments about his penchant for fast cars, but he figured it was better than going bungee jumping or skydiving, like he’d been tempted to do for his twenty-eighth birthday last year. He intended to live life to the fullest, no matter what.
    “It’s illegal,” she protested, hanging back. “And I’m worried. What if something happens to Ben?”
    He mentally kicked himself for not thinking ahead about how Kylie might feel. Especially so soon after Ben’s accident. “Do you want me to borrow a car?” He knew Leila drove a sedan.
    “No, that’s all right,” she said slowly. “I guess we don’t have a booster seat for him anyway. I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
    He hesitated, but when she climbed in he simply closed the door behind her. He hurried around and slid into the driver’s seat. “Don’t worry. We’ll be home before you know it.”
    “Okay, but don’t speed.” She clutched Ben tighter.
    “I promise we’ll go slow.”
    “I doubt your slow is the same as my slow,” she muttered. “And I can’t believe you named your car Charlene.”
    Seth flashed an unrepentant grin. “Why not? I name all my cars.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Figures. And I bet they’re all female names, too.”
    “Of course.” Did she really think a guy would name a car after another guy? Hello? No way, no how.
    She shook her head, as if not understanding the malepsyche one bit. “I live off Ryerson and Birch, in a small subdivision off Highway 22.”
    He nodded, vaguely familiar with the area. She didn’t say much as he drove, and before he knew it she was directing him to her house.
    “Fourth on the north side of the street—the blue-gray ranch.