Chapter 14The hardest part was watching, which is why he forced himself to not tear his eyes away. Proof of what happened, evidence there was still a lot of work to be done.
“You’re doing great, Mallory. Just a bit further to go.”
“I’m tired.” Exhaustion in her voice. Sweat on her brow, dripping down into her eyes.
“Two more minutes, Mal. I know you can do it.”
The physical therapist was cute enough to convince anyone to do anything. Blond, tall, his muscles evident without even flexing. He was dressed all in white, loose scrubs which on his frame were form fitting. Jimmy thought the guy wore a size smaller on purpose. He bent down, the fabric stretching over a tight butt.
“Listen to him, Mal. He’s right,” Jimmy said. Watching her session with a mix of support and regret.
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