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“How’s your patient?” Cy asked Jesmina while still staring at Dex.
“I think he’s going to be okay.”
“Who the hell shot him?” Dex snapped out. Damn if he was going to let her ignore
him any longer. After all, she had brought him here, not the other way around.
She turned to face Dex. “I—I don’t know. And I don’t need to know.”
“It’s part of what I promise my patients. I treat without discrimination. I don’t
interrogate. For example, I’m tempted to ask you and Cy how you both managed to
sustain fresh bruises to your faces since I saw you last, but you’ll notice I’m not asking
Cy winced but Dex managed not to do so. Barely.
He strode closer to Jes, satisfied when she took a step back and started breathing
“If you don’t question your patients before treating them,” he queried, “then how do
you know you’re not helping a bad guy?”
She shrugged. “Good. Bad. It’s a matter of opinion, isn’t it? From my perspective, all
life is precious.”
“Seems like a dangerous rule to live by.” Recalling the stuff he’d read while he’d
been waiting, he couldn’t resist asking, “Is there really such a thing as a centaur?”
“And saber tooth vampires?”
She nodded. “Believe me, if you were a vampire with that particular condition, you
wouldn’t need to ask.”
Huh. He’d have to ask Knox about it, if only to give the dharmire a bad time. “Why
didn’t you tell me you were a doctor?”
“Well, for one thing, you never asked.”
“True. We didn’t really talk much at all, did we?”
Her mouth firmed and she looked at Cy, who got the message.
“Why don’t I leave the two of you alone?” Cy said, even though he didn’t look happy
about doing it. “I know you have a lot of catching up to do. Just know that Mr. Hunt isn’t
in top form, Jes. We had some trouble and I hit him with some of my throwing stars.
Quite by accident. I already gave him the proper inoculation and he’s fine, but he’s likely
to be weak.”
“Don’t count on it,” Dex shot back. “I feel fine.”
Cy raised a brow. “Still, you used considerable energy while I was…giving you a
tour of the place. Don’t do anything overly vigorous while I’m gone.”
Jes flushed at Cy’s words.
Cy chuckled before gently rubbing her cheek with a knuckle.
Okay, enough was enough. Dex growled, the sound an obvious warning. In case Cy
missed it, however, Dex ordered, “Get your hands off her.”
Cy flipped him a look. “Who’s going to make me?”
“You’ll find out in about two seconds. And this time, I won’t bother playing nice.”
“Nice, huh? Interesting,” Cy muttered, but he dropped his hand. “Like I said, I’ll give
you two time to talk.”
Dex and Jesmina stared at one another for several tense moments before she spoke.
“I’m sorry you got hurt. Let me see…”
Dex heard her words. He saw her lips moving as she formed them. But they were a
distant thing in his mind. He found himself walking toward her without any intent to do
so. Saw her eyes widen just before he swept her up in his arms and took her mouth with
She tasted as sweet as he remembered. Even sweeter. She’d welcomed him before,
but not as she did now. Now, she clung to him, pulling him into her body with an obvious
desperation that told Dex she’d thought of him too. His hands swept into her hair, but he
didn’t like the dark strands, missing the silver that sparkled and shimmered like jewels.
He lightly ran his arms over her, her breasts, her hips, her thighs.
She gasped and it took him a moment to realize she was pushing him away.
“Wait. Stop, Dex. I—I didn’t bring you here for this.”
He blinked and took a step back, breathing hard, fists clenching.
“I—I need a minute. Please. Let me sit down.”
Taking her arm, he guided her to the same armchair he’d used earlier.
Shakily, she sat down.
He pushed several strands of hair out of her face. “What’s wrong? Are you sick?”
“Yes, I am. And I need to feed. I need pure blood from an immaculate. I’ve arranged
for someone to come to me.”
“Fast food delivery? At this late hour?”
She gave a ghost of smile. “Something like that. He was supposed to be here a while
ago, before you showed up, but he was delayed.”
“He?” She was going to drink from another male. While Dex was here. And he
couldn’t help the jealousy and possessiveness that once again swirled through him. This
time, considering the guy was nowhere in sight and was going to be her meal and not her
lover, the emotions bothered him. A lot. He had no true connection to this woman. No
rights. Why was he acting as if he did?
“Yes. He’s one of the few immaculates nearby that I trust.”
“I’ve used him a few times only. But he’s young. His blood is very potent.”
I’ll bet it is. “Why am I here, Jes? And how did you know I was in France?”
She hesitated and bit her lip. “Listen, Dex, I—”
A young Adonis, blond and tall and muscular, walked into the room. Dex growled
at the interruption, but mostly it was with renewed jealousy. Of course this was the
immaculate she was going to feed from. Only the best for Jes. The guy was so good
looking he even put Caleb O’Flare to shame.
“I’m so sorry I’m late, Jessie.” He held out a hand to Dex. “I’m Raul Merced.”
Dex glared at the guy until his hand fell.
Jes stood. “We’ll talk when I get back, Dex. I’ll return in a moment.”
Equally startled, Jes and Raul stared at him.
“Excuse me?” she asked faintly.
“You don’t need to drink from him. You can drink from me.”