Free Dangerous Therapy: O'Connor Brothers (Volume 1) by Rhonda Brewer Page B

back to work?” The tears in his eyes broke her heart. He really was giving up. This was not going to happen. Letting him give up was not an option.
    “John, listen to me.” Stephanie laid her hand on top of his. “I’ve read your file inside out. I’ve spoken with your doctor as well as the therapist in the hospital. You don’t have any permanent damage. The problem is, all the muscles and tissues were compensating for the injuries. It’s going to take some time to get those muscles back in shape.” When he tilted his head, she knew she had his attention. “It’s not going to happen overnight, and it’s going to be a lot of work. It’s going to hurt. I won’t lie to you, but you will get better. If you work hard. I know you can do this, your family knows you can do this. They told me you’re not a quitter.”
    “I never used to be.” He closed his eyes and sighed.
    “John, I’m going to make you a promise.” She squeezed his hand and he opened his eyes. “You’re going to curse at me, and probably hate me, but if you do everything I tell you, I promise, you’ll be able to do everything you could do before the accident.”
    “I don’t know if I believe that.” He pulled back and rolled his neck.
    “Believe me, please.” Stephanie knew she was right, but convincing him was not going to be easy.
    “I’ll try.” John sounded so defeated.
    “Okay, we start right now.” She stood up and put her hands on her hips. “You need to rest.” The confusion on his face made her smile. “You haven’t been doing much for the past couple of months, and today’s been a long day. You need to lay down for a while.” Not giving him a chance to respond, Stephanie called out to one of his brothers. There were so many of them, but she was almost sure Nick was the one sauntering over to her.
    “What can I do for you, Beautiful?” Nick winked. He was hot, but his attempt at flirting just made her mentally roll her eyes.
    “Can you stop hitting on the girl long enough to help me into my room?” John snapped. Nick chuckled and pushed John to his bedroom.
    Stephanie followed them into John’s bedroom. It was a large room and minimally decorated. A Double bed centered along one wall and a double dresser next to the bed. It looked like there was just enough room to walk between them. A side table next to the bed held a lamp and the intercom directly to her apartment. Something she suggested in case John needed her during the night. Opposite the bed was a large window covered in dark drapes that blocked out the light. She liked the room. It was small but cozy.
    She steadied the wheelchair as John stood up. Nick stood close by in case John lost his balance or just needed help. Once John was safely sitting on his bed, Nick left the room with a wink at Stephanie. She didn’t miss John rolling his eyes. He didn’t seem to like his brother flirting with her. He probably thought it was unprofessional to flirt with the help. He carefully laid back on his bed and she didn’t miss the wincing as he moved.
    “Now, get some rest.” She left the room.
    With John settled, Stephanie needed to speak to his family. They were close. Nobody could argue that fact. They congregated together for John’s homecoming, and were all equally involved in getting everything set up for him. Her stomach was in knots because she had a feeling they were expecting a miracle. Making them understand John wasn’t going to get better overnight was step one. Getting John to understand he could get better if he worked hard was step two.
    She walked into the kitchen, as Nanny Betty slapped Mike on the hand. He picked something off of a platter and Nanny Betty caught him. He chuckled as he leaned down to kiss Nanny Betty’s cheek but grabbed another piece off the platter. The woman didn’t miss it. She used the large spoon she was holding to slap him on the butt.
    “Now ya get, Mikey.”
    He winked at Stephanie as he hurried out of the