Savannah smiled up at him. “Molly was my therapist, Jake. She’s come to visit me.”
“We owe Molly everything,” Logan said. “When she said she wanted to come to Haven for a while we told her she was to stay with us. We’re looking out for her. So, if there is something we need to know—”
“Aw, look at you guys getting all protective on my behalf,” Molly said. She reached over and patted Logan’s hand. Again, that jealous feeling rose, and he had to quickly squash it. “But I’m fine. The sheriff is just concerned about my ankle. He’s worried that I haven’t seen a doctor.”
The frowns on Max and Logan’s faces cleared.
“Oh, well you don’t have worry, Jake,” Logan told him. “I took her after I picked her up from visiting Russ. Managed to get her an appointment with Doc when someone else canceled.”
So that explained where she’d gone.
“And what did Doc say?”
He had no right to ask, but he wanted to make sure she was taking care of herself. Although it seemed Max and Logan had taken responsibility for her care.
“He said it was just a slight sprain and to make sure that I didn’t put too much stress on it for a few days. Told me not to go running, I told him that if I was running I had a bigger problem than a sprained foot.” She brushed her hand through the air, indicating her body. “This is not a body built for running.”
Personally, he thought it was a body built for fucking. Those curves, her skin, the way her face lit up when she was amused. He took a step back, needing to get away from her and clear his head.
“All right then. See you all later.” He turned away. He’d head out on patrol. That should give him some time to figure this out.
“Sheriff?”
His heart raced as he turned to her. She gestured towards the diner. “Weren’t you going inside?”
Yeah, he had been. “I’ve lost my appetite.”
The light in her eyes died a little, but he forced himself to turn away. He hadn’t meant to hurt her and he refused to feel bad about it.
What an ass. Molly stared after Jake. Had he really just implied that talking to her had made him lose his appetite? She guessed he was grumpy at her for skipping out on him again. Or maybe he wasn’t the good guy she’d thought he was.
“Wow, is it just me or was he acting even more intense than usual?” Savannah commented, slipping her hand through Molly’s arm. “It was nice that he wanted to check on your ankle.”
Hmm, nice isn’t the word I’d use. She knew he was rattled by her and she’d figured it was because he also felt a connection between them. But the fact that he’d lost his appetite just from talking to her, well, that made her feel unwanted. Undesirable.
She took in a deep breath. She wouldn’t let him rattle her. So, he wasn’t attracted to her. She’d find someone else to have some fun with. He was way too serious for her anyway.
“Shall we go check out Laken’s shop?” Savannah asked her. “We have two vehicles, so you guys can head home. We’ll go back later in Molly’s car.”
Max frowned, and Molly could tell he wanted to protest. But Logan reached out and squeezed his arm warningly.
“All right, darlin’,” Logan agreed easily, although she could see the tight way he held Max’s arm he wasn’t as relaxed as he was trying to make out. “But I want you girls to call before you leave town, all right? Let us know you’re on your way home. It’ll give us time to mix up those margaritas.”
“Ooh, goody.” Molly rubbed her hands together. “You need us to bring anything home?”
“Nope, we’re good,” Max said. “Just take care of each other.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t corrupt her. Too much.” Molly sent them a wink before heading off down the street with Savannah.
Molly threw back her head and laughed as Lila told an amusing story about one of her husbands. The woman had three. Whew! She’d thought Savannah was brave having two, she couldn’t imagine what it was like to deal with three.
But Lila seemed to manage it. From what she’d learned, she’d known her husbands a long time. Grown up with them, and then fallen in love with them.
Molly glanced around the backroom of Laken’s shop. She’d been greeted with a huge hug. Laken was also a former patient. She’d been the one to recommend Molly to Savannah. She was thrilled by what Laken had achieved, and that she was now with the man she’d always loved.
After Lila had joined them, Laken had turned the open sign around then grabbed a chilled bottle of wine and they’d all settled in the apartment upstairs to have a drink.
Savannah’s phone made a noise and she picked it up. She smiled as she read the text message. “Max said he’ll pick us up in one hour. We’re not to leave until he gets here.”