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Then he frowned. “Imagine what the hell that electric shock could do to her if it put you on your ass.”

“It wasn’t that which put me on my ass,” Archer replied.

“Huh?” Doc asked. “Then what are you doing on the ground?”

“Oh, that’s because of the broom that was being used to prop the dryer door shut. The electric shock made me stumble, then I managed to get my feet caught up with the broom and that’s when I fell to the floor.”

“I’m so sorry, Archer,” she told him. “Are you injured anywhere?”

“No, I think I’m okay,” he grumbled unhappily. “I’ve never been taken down by a washing machine and a dryer.”

“To be fair, I think it was a washing machine and a broom,” she said.

And there was that look again. Like she was a crazy person.

“Don’t look at her like that,” Doc snarled.

“Like what?” Archer gave his brother a shocked look.

“Like you think she’s weird. She’s sensitive about it. And I won’t have you hurting her feelings.”

She felt a little sorry for Archer as his mouth dropped open then shut again then opened once more. He looked like he desperately wanted to say something, he just couldn’t work out what.

“I didn’t give her a look like she’s weird. It’s just…every appliance here is a menace.”

“I’m so sorry,” she said again. “I know I should replace them. I don’t do well with change. And I’m used to it and I don’t usually have anyone else here…”

“Archer,” Doc rumbled.

Archer ran his hand over his face. “No, I’m sorry. You’ve been kind enough to open up your house to us and I just insulted you. Forgive me?”

“Of course.” She stood and held out a hand to him. “Here, let me help you up.”

He gave her an incredulous look then turned to his brother. “You’re gonna have to do something about that.”

“I will,” Doc sighed.

“About what?”

“Hey, I’m not anywhere as big as you,” Archer said, reaching up for the hand his brother held down to him.

“It’s muscle, baby. All muscle,” Doc said to her, with a surprising wink. “And I’m big all over.”

Archer groaned and she gave him a concerned look. “That was bad, Issy. Real bad.”

“You’ve always been jealous. Poor Archie, he’s just never measured up.”

She finally got what they were talking about and she could feel her cheeks turning red. At the same time, a smile curved up her lips.

She wasn’t sure why Doc was flirting with her all of a sudden. Not after she’d told him to leave her alone.

And he’d agreed.

Why had she done that again? They wouldn’t be here forever. Another night or two. A one-night stand wasn’t the type of thing she’d ever done. Hell, she’d only slept with Dave. A short fling wasn’t denigrating Dave’s memory, right?

Doc didn’t live here. She never had to see him again. It was kind of perfect. Especially since they weren’t alone. Not that she thought he’d try anything weird. But if he did, Archer was here.

Yeah, maybe she’d been too hasty.


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