Jayne wasn’t her type. He was real familiar with what Kaylee liked, and he didn’t fit the bill.

All the fellas she decided on were more like Simon, good lookin’ in a clean sorta way, not much taller than she were, but well built, that was her sort, not Jayne. Mostly the fellas had respectable jobs, mechanics, farmers and the like. If they had a sad story, like that friend of the Captain’s or the gorram doctor, then they were sure to get her attention.

That’s how he knew that Kaylee weren’t really interested in him, his body, yes; him, no. He’d decided that he didn’t care ‘bout that no more – much.

He’d give the doc a bit of a nudge, force him to look to Kaylee, and if the man did the right thing then Jayne would be glad; for Kaylee.

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Simon nearly jumped out of his skin when the big mercenary appeared at the infirmary door. The man could certainly move silently when he wished.

“Need to talk t’ ya doc.” Jayne’s face was serious, “’bout Kaylee.”

Simon sighed; Kaylee certainly had her fair share of protectors aboard the ship. The pretty mechanic was friendly with everyone. He had already answered this question for Wash, Zoë & the Captain.

“I’ve just told the Captain. Even though the cast will come off, in order to regain full mobility, Kaylee will need some physiotherapy on her arm.”

“Ain’t talkin’ ‘bout that.”

Jayne took a deep breath and a firm hold on his temper. Talkin’ to the doc was apt to make him ornery even when it weren’t ‘bout somethin’ serious. The crazy girl was sittin’ there swingin’ her legs and starin’ at him like she expected somethin’. Better get it over with.

“I want to know when ya gonna get to sexin’ up Kaylee.”

The blunt question not at all what he was expecting, Simon stared at Jayne in shock “You – what – Kaylee.”

“The girl’s been tryin’ to get ya in bed for months. When are ya goin’ to oblige her?”

Jayne was feelin’ sick to his stomach at the thought of his Kaylee and this useless sa gua gettin’ together. The man was stand