“Danny, I can’t-”
“Thank God,” he said, sighing with relief as he stood up to go answer the knock at the door that had stopped her from telling him that she couldn’t marry him.
It was probably for the best, she decided as she closed her eyes and prepared herself for his brother to see her naked, scratched up ass. What she wasn’t prepared for was Danny’s father seeing her ass instead.
*-*-*-*
“Aidan told me that you needed a doctor,” his father said before he could ask him what he was doing here.
For a moment he considered turning his father away, but Jodi needed him. With a nod, he stepped back and gestured for his father to come in. Without another word, his father walked into the room and headed to the bed where he suddenly stopped and stared.
“Is that, um,” his father cleared his throat just as he noticed Tinkerbelle’s beautiful skin turning a fiery bright red from the tips of her toes to the tips of her ears, “rug burn?”
“Is that Dr. Bradford?” she whispered.
“Yes,” Danny said, answering both questions at once.
“I see,” she said, lifting her head as she grabbed her pillow and in one move, pulled the pillow over her head and attempted to hide.
“From this rug?” his father asked offhandedly as he glanced down at the dark green rug.
“Yes,” he said, leaning back against the wall, waiting for his father to fix Jodi’s back and leave.
“You’re probably going to need a shot of antibiotics as well as a topical solution just in case,” his father said, clearly intent on acting like he wasn’t even in the room.
Like usual.
He wasn’t having that, not when it came to his Tinkerbelle. “She reacts badly to medicine,” he told his father, not at all surprised when his father didn’t bother looking at him.
“What’s her reaction?” his father asked, taking the black backpack off his shoulder and placing it on the edge of the bed next to Jodi’s dainty little feet.
Jodi mumbled something into the mattress, but since there was no way either one of them could understand her, and he doubted that she was going to pull the pillow off her head to answer them, he decided to answer for her. “She becomes disoriented and intoxicated.”
His father nodded thoughtfully as he looked over the damage done to Jodi’s poor damaged skin while Danny did the same. He felt like such an asshole taking her like that.
“I’m afraid it’s necessary,” his father finally said with a sigh. “Jodi, I’m going to clean the abrasions now and I’m afraid that it’s going to sting.”
He wasn’t sure, but he thought she nodded. “Once your abrasions are clean I’m going to apply a topical antibiotic, which also has a numbing agent and should give you some relief. After that I’m going to give you a shot to make sure that you don’t develop an infection. Is that okay with you?”
The pillow on top of her head shifted slightly again. His father took that as another nod. “I’m going to get started now,” his father said with a reassuring smile as he reached into his bag and took out a kit.
Another nod had him walking past his father and around the other side of the bed where he sat down on the bed next to Jodi and took her hand in his. She squeezed his hand, but didn’t say anything as his father cleaned her back, bottom and arms.
“She’s not going to feel like doing anything for a few days, which is for the best. She should relax, stay in bed and give the abrasions a chance to heal. She should refrain from taking baths for the next two days. Showers are fine, but make sure that you apply more antibiotic afterwards.”
She groaned, long and loud beneath the safety of her pillow.
“I’m going to have some antibiotic ointment delivered later,” his father explained as he pulled out a syringe and a small vile of medicine. “For now this should help you sleep.”
The pillow shifted from side to side and he knew that she shaking her head, because they both knew that whatever his father gave her wasn’t going to help her sleep.
“It will be fine. I promise,” his father said reassuringly as he leaned over and injected Jodi with the medicine that was guaranteed to make the next twelve hours a living hell.
*-*-*-*
“Sit on her!”
“You!” Danny snapped back at his father, who was pressed against the door, trying to stop Jodi from making another escape.
“Please! I just want to go on one ride, two at the most,” Jodi said with that damn perky smile that she’d been trying to use on them for the last couple of hours as she pulled at the collar of the tee shirt they’d finally managed to wrestle on her an hour ago. It was one of his shirts and she was practically swimming in it, but at least she was covered.
“We’re not taking you to the Magic Kingdom,” he said, realizing that he probably sounded like a broken record by now.
“I don’t need you to take me. I can take one of the hotels super friendly, fast service shuttles,” she said with that damn smile that was starting to make his eye twitch.
“Jodi,” his father said softly, “sweetheart, I don’t think that right now is a good time for you to go to the park.”
“Oh,” she said, scrunching her face up adorably as she considered his words. “Then can I have something to eat?”
His father sagged against the door as he mumbled, “Thank God.”
“What would you like, Tinkerbelle?” Danny asked soothingly, hoping not to startle her into skipping to another subject since food was safe. They could handle feeding her and if she was eating, that meant that she wasn’t driving them out of their fucking minds and, not that he would ever admit this, scaring the shit out of them.