"How could you be so stupid? You got hurt and didn't even put on any medicine? And you're supposed to be a doctor."
Ian gently dabbed iodine on my face, a cool sensation spreading across my skin.
"Ian, what are you doing here?"
His hand paused briefly, but his expression remained neutral. "My little sister isn't feeling well. She's admitted here. I came to check on her."
I was taken aback. I had never heard he had a sister, not in this life or the last.
While I was still processing that, he asked, "Did you get your rabies shot?"
I paused, then couldn't help but laugh. He was implying Lily was a mad dog.
That night, Ian walked me home. Before he left, he looked at me intently.
"Junie."
I turned around.
He walked toward me, step by step. "How would you feel about giving love a try?
