Sweet Surprise
got any more wild or accurate ideas.
    He shifted his focus back to Fiona. “The captain wanted you to know we took all the boxes that were in your car to the station. They can stay there until you’re able to pick them up.”
    “Thank you. I really appreciate that. I worried that they might have gone to the junk pile, along with my car.”
    “No worries. Just looking out for you. We’re all family at the station. Since you’re related to Jackson, you’re included.” Before he got in any deeper or made a bigger ass of himself, he muttered, “Hope you’re back on your feet soon.”
    Before he headed toward the door, Fiona gave him a smile that made him wish really bad he wasn’t such a fucked-up mess in the head and heart so he could pursue an amazing woman like her.
    But he was.
    And he couldn’t.
    A fter a few awkward moments with her best friend hitting on her rescuer, Mike excused himself and left. Once he cleared the room, Fiona could finally breathe.
    The second she’d looked up to see him standing there, her heart had gone into overdrive, and she’d had the most ridiculous thoughts. Like, did she still have on makeup? Was her hair zombie-matted to her head? And how horrible did she really look in the atrocious tush-revealing hospital gown?
    Even with her leg elevated and a gash in her forehead, when a woman found a man attractive, she wanted to look her best.
    Fiona had no doubt she looked like roadkill.
    “Oh. My. God.” Sabrina’s brown eyes widened. “Did you see that man?”
    As friendships went, theirs was yin and yang. Sabrina never failed to speak her mind or openly display her emotions. Fiona, on the other hand, had left her over-the-top outbursts behind with her party-girl days.
    “What a gorgeous face.” Sabrina cupped her cheeks in wonderment. “Ai-yi-yi. Such dark, mystical eyes. Those full lips. And good Lord, that body. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm. Él está muy caliente. ”
    Fiona couldn’t agree more, but she didn’t necessarily like the twinge in her stomach that felt a little bit like jealousy. No doubt Mike was calendar-boy worthy. And though she’d never had the pleasure of seeing him without a shirt, there was no denying the bulk of muscle that expanded the chest or the sleeves of his firefighter uniform. Any woman in her right mind would stare.
    So why did it bother her so much that Sabrina had done just that?
    Time to detour.
    “Hey.” Fiona scrunched up her face. “I thought you came here to see me. And, by the way, how did you even know I was here?”
    “Hey, don’t feel slighted if my imagination is busy conjuring up a 911 call.”
    Fiona exaggerated a pout and threw her hands up, which was only slightly hampered by the IV stuck in her hand.
    “Of course I came to see you, silly goose. And if you must know, Jackson called me. I actually came to spring you from this joint, but it doesn’t look like you’re going anywhere today with that. ” She pointed at Fiona’s ankle. “Or that. ”
    The face she made while pointing at Fiona’s stitched-up forehead was comical. Leave it to Sabrina to provide the funny. Which immediately turned to concern.
    “You sure you’re okay?”
    Fiona nodded. “They say I can go home tomorrow.”
    “And where exactly is home, chica ? The old apartment or the new place? Because last I talked to you, everything was in midmove.”
    “It still is.” Fiona gently pushed out a sigh. “As you heard Mike say, the rest of my boxes are at the fire station. I got the furniture and the majority of the boxes moved. But nothing is in place or unpacked. Right now, the new house either looks like a storage unit or a hoarder’s paradise. I literally have no idea where a clean pair of underwear might be hidden.”
    “So why don’t you get those good-looking Wilder brothers to come help you move stuff around and unpack? I’ll volunteer to help.”
    At the wiggle of Sabrina’s brows, Fiona laughed. “I’m sure you would. But I don’t like depending on
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