Page 88 of Some Sort of Happy (Happy Crazy Love 1)

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I sat there for a minute, my hands on the table, wondering what to do next. “She won’t even talk to me.”

She pressed her lips together. “She’s being stubborn. Of course she wants to see you, she just won’t say that. Her exact words were, ‘Not until he gets his shit together. And I can’t be the one to get it together for him.’”

I frowned. She was right about that—I had to fix this on my own, if I could. But I was so worried about her. “What about her injuries? They’re not serious?”

“No. Like I said, a broken wrist and a bump on the noggin, that’s all. Since she lost consciousness briefly, they’re keeping her for observation, but she seems fine.”

The thought of her slender wrist broken and a bump on her head infuriated and saddened me. I wished there was some way I could bear it all for her. “Is she in pain? Will her new insurance cover this? She just got benefits last month,” I worried.

Natalie scrunched up her face as she set down her cup. “Yeah, we’re waiting to hear. Our parents might have to help her out.”

My hand shot out and I grabbed her arm. “Please let me pay for it. I want to. I want to take care of her.” Forever.

Forever.

I didn’t even feel that bad about counting it out. I’d have kept going, to infinity, but Natalie shook her head. “She’ll never let you.”

I set my elbows on the table and buried my head in my hands. I had so much work to do. So much ground to regain.

Natalie touched my wrist. “Go see your therapist, Sebastian. And try again. She’s worth it.”

“She is worth it.” I looked up at Natalie, totally sure of what I was saying. “She’s the one.”

I woke up to the sight of Natalie reading a magazine in the chair near my bed. “Hey,” I croaked.

“Hey. You’re up.” She set her magazine aside. “How do you feel?”

I made a face, tried to shift positions. “Haven’t been this sore since I fell off the mechanical bull. Achey. Wrist hurts.” I lifted my left arm gingerly. “God, I’m such a klutz. This really sucks.”

Natalie nodded sympathetically. “How’s your head?”

“Hurts. But still attached.” I tried to move my neck, which was stiff as hell. “How come you’re not at work?”

“I had Michael open for me.”

“Did you talk to Mia?”

“Yes. She and Lucas are bot

h very worried about you and said not to concern yourself with anything at Abelard. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mia came by here today, or by your house tomorrow, if they let you go. She wants to see you.”

I nodded, but that hurt, so I just lay still and moaned. “Uuuuuuugh, why did I have to wear those damn expensive shoes?”

Natalie laughed ruefully. “It was probably a damn expensive fall. Think your insurance will cover it?”

I groaned. “I hope so.”