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advantage of you? I know a really good employment lawyer.”
    Tara smiled. “You sound very fierce.”
    Reagan looked at her seriously. “I like you, Tara. I don’t have many friends. Most people find me too honest, but you’ve always been nice to me. I was kind of hoping we could be friends.”
    “I’d like that.” She glanced at her watch, wincing. “I’d better go, Tim will be wondering where I am with his lunch.”
    “You’ve got bags under your eyes,” Reagan said bluntly.
    “Umm, right.” Tara resisted the urge to go check her make-up in the bathroom.
    “You should probably get some rest. You’re very pale.”
    “Ahh, anything else you want to add?” Tara asked, bracing herself.
    “No, I believe that’s all.”
    “I haven’t been sleeping well,” Tara admitted, surprising herself.
    “I always sleep better after I’ve been to the club,” Reagan said. “It relaxes me.”
    “Me too,” Tara said. “I guess I really need to get that medical certificate.” She stood. “This was nice. We’ll have to do it again.”
    “How about next Tuesday?” Reagan quickly suggested. “I could meet you here at the same time.”
    “Sure. That sounds great.” It actually did. She had to come here each day to get Tim’s lunch anyway, it would be nice to meet a friend once in a while.

 
    ***

 
    “I think you’re anemic. I’m going to order some blood tests to be sure. You’re also clearly exhausted. You need to slow down a bit. A vacation wouldn’t hurt,” the doctor told her.
    “But you’ll give me a medical certificate clearing me to work?” Tara didn’t want to tell the lovely, older doctor the real reason she needed the medical certificate.
    “I’m going to clear you to go back to work next Monday, provided you get some rest between now and then.”
    That was five days away. Wasn’t great, but she guessed it was better than nothing.
    “Okay.”
    “I’m also writing you a prescription for some iron tablets. Wait for the test results, but if they show that you’re iron deficient as I suspect; you’ll be able to start taking the pills straight away.”
    Tara nodded.
    “Take what I said about a vacation seriously, Ms. Phelps. You are on your way to burning out.”
    “Sure, thanks, Doctor,” Tara said with a smile. She could imagine Tim’s reaction if she asked for time off for a vacation. He’d nearly had a fit when she’d asked for a few hours of personal time, demanding to know what she was doing and if this was going to become a habit. She hated when he spoke to her in that cold voice. Usually she caved and gave him what he wanted, but this time she’d stood her ground.
    Surprisingly, he’d given in and had grudgingly given her the time off.
    Still, she was pretty sure she’d find herself unemployed if she went back and told him she needed a break. In fairness, he had warned her when she took this job that he would be hard to work for and he had ensured she didn’t have a family or anything else to consume her time. She’d been so desperate for the job that she’d agreed to everything.
    But she hadn’t realized the toll this job would take on her.
    With a tired sigh, prescription and medical certificate in hand, she left the doctor’s office. At least she could go back to the club next week. Her heart sped up at the thought of seeing Alex. Damn, she was a sucker for punishment.

 
    ***

 
    Tara looked around for Reagan, finally spying her at the back of the cafe. She waved at the other woman before weaving her way through the tables.
    “What are you doing back here?” she asked. Most people liked to sit at the tables in the front of the café where there was a view.
    “Hiding,” Reagan said.
    Tara waited for her to say more. When she didn’t, she shrugged and sat down.
    “I got us both some coffee.” Reagan pointed to the cup in front of her.
    “Thanks,” Tara replied.
    “When are you coming back to the club?” Reagan asked.
    “My first shift is this