Sara
I felt uncomfortable. I could hardly move from lying on my back. Everything hurt my hip too much. I groaned. This f*cking sucked. As much as I loved having Jaxon by my side almost constantly, it was a bit annoying to have him and the doctor fussing over me like I was some kind of porcelain doll all the time. I wanted to scream.
But at the same time, I could hardly stand Jaxon leaving me. I felt better–safer–when he was next to me. If it weren't for Jaxon's forceful insistence, I wouldn't have even wanted the doctor in or around me. I liked knowing Jaxon's men were still out and around, guarding the place, as long as they stayed out of the room.
“Can you try to take a deep breath for me, Sara?" the doctor asked, already putting a bit of pressure on my broken ribs. I winced from th
