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Jaiden parked her car at her duplex and hobbled on crutches along the path to her steps. The set of four stairs to her front door had her groaning about the days she would be on crutches. But staring at the stairs wouldn’t get her out of the rain storm that hadn’t let up. She tucked the crutches under her left arm and grasped the handrail with her right.
After taking a deep breath, she hopped on to the first step on her right foot. The jostling of her injured ankle only throbbed for a second and she was ready to tackle the next one. Another hop and she made it to the next riser. That wasn’t so bad. Two more to go. She’d contemplate the stairs to her second floor bedroom later. She could crawl up them. No one would see her.
Before she could jump to the next stair, the front door of the next apartment popped open and her neighbor rushed out. Harris was a nice guy about her age. Friendly, but not in a creepy way for a neighbor. Quiet, except for when his friends joined him for college football games on Saturdays. Single and attractive, but in a wouldn’t he be great for someone else king of way.
“What happened?” he asked as he shoved his shoulder under her arm and boosted her up the last two stairs. Despite his lanky frame, he was strong enough to boost her up the stairs. Wrapping her arm around his shoulders felt decidedly less safe than Marshall’s muscled shoulders.
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