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voice echoed down the hall. She couldn’t remember when she had spoken so loudly.
    Quinn smiled.
    Gabe looked at his friend and frowned. “You know that Lola will be mad as a hornet when you bring her home.” The two men stepped out of the doctor’s office and into a light, drizzling rain. Gabe slipped his bandaged hand inside his coat pocket. “What about Jesse? What’s he going to think about you bringing another woman into the house?”
    “I’m sure he gets tired of Lola’s company. I do.”
    Gabe chuckled. “So she hasn’t got you in bed yet?”
    “Hell, no. I know her game. She’d claim I got her pregnant so I’d have to marry her. That’s not gonna happen.”
    “The
mademoiselle
won’t stay long, if Jesse takes a dislike to her. He can be a little shit when he wants to be.”
    “I’d be a shit too if I was in his shape.”
    “Does he let Lola help him into the chair?”
    “No, he’s afraid she’ll let him fall.”
    “You can’t always be there,
mon ami.
”
    “My God, I don’t understand why this should happen to a good kid like Jesse. He had such high hopes of going to college and playing football.”
    “He can still go to college.”
    “You know damn good and well he can’t. Someone would have to be with him every minute of the day, and I can’t do that. Besides, he hasn’t finished high school yet.”
    “Miss Moore seems to be a well-educated woman. Maybe she can teach him at home.”
    “I don’t think we can count on her. She won’t hang around this place long,” Quinn said.
    “She doesn’t seem the type of woman to be roaming around the countryside alone.”
    “Maybe she’s an ax murderess. She may have killed a husband or robbed a bank.” Quinn gave his friend a lopsided grin. “You can’t go by looks these days, you know. They say Bonnie Parker looked just like an average girl, and you know what she did.”
    “I don’t think you can compare the young
mademoiselle
to Bonnie Parker.”

    Adrianna put in a restless night. When she got up, she felt weak and her head ached. Her relief at getting away from Richard had faded, and she was now worried about another man managing her life. She had to admit, the two were as different as sunshine and rain. She had seen the softening in Quinn when he spoke of his younger brother. The only thing she had seen in Richard was his determination to force her to marry him.
    After she dressed, she went in search of the doctor. She had never known a woman doctor, but she liked this one. She had to find out what happened to the belongings she had in her car as well as when it could be repaired.
    The doctor’s office was quiet, but she could hear a voice coming from another room. She peered into the room at the front of the house and saw a woman sitting at a desk. The woman looked up, returned the phone receiver to its hook, and smiled.
    “Hello, you must be Miss Moore.” At Adrianna’s nod, she continued: “The doctor is out right now but should be back soon. She’ll want to see you.” The woman had light brown hair that was pulled back in a bun. Wire-rimmed glasses perched on her nose. She wore a neat blouse tucked smoothly into a dark skirt and a pleasant smile. “How are you feeling?”
    “I’m weak, and I have aches in bones I didn’t know I had.”
    “I’m not surprised. I saw your car.”
    “You did? Where is it?”
    “Quinn had it pulled into the garage.”
    “All of my things are in it.”
    “No.” The woman shook her head. “Quinn took everything out and put it all in the doctor’s garage.”
    “Why didn’t he just leave it in the car?”
    “You’ll have to ask him. He told Dr. Bordeaux that he’d be back about noon. I understand you’re going to his house. I’m glad. Jesse needs someone besides that woman Quinn has staying there. You haven’t had breakfast.”
    “I didn’t expect to eat here. I can get something from the café.”
    “Dr. Bordeaux wouldn’t hear of it. Would a roll and coffee be all