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with some hesitation.
    Was it a lie? How could he know? He didn’t know squat. It
was frustrating, although somewhere deep inside, he knew this man was telling
the truth. He was a friend. Noah’s friend. It was important to remember his own
name. This other man had an odd name, though. “Severin Blake or Blake Severin?”
he couldn’t resist asking.
    Smiling at the question, the man grabbed a chair and sat a
couple of feet from the bed. His long, muscular legs stretched out before him.
The tight jeans and formfitting t-shirt showed off his well-toned physique.
Again, something stirred deep within. He liked looking at this man, but he had
liked looking at Haley, too. Maybe he was a brain-injured nymphomaniac. If he
regained his memories, it might turn out he looked at everyone as a sexual
conquest. If he got his memories back. No, when he got them back. He had to hold
on to hope or he might break down and cry, and he didn’t want to do that in
front of anyone, let alone this man.
    “Severin is my mother’s family name. Just my luck my
father’s family name sounds like a first name. I’ve been correcting people and
forms my whole life. I’ve always been a little envious of people like you. Noah
Turner. Everyone knows how your name goes, no problem.”
    Except it was a problem for Noah because he couldn’t
remember. It was a fresh stab to his heart, this simple observation, and damn
it, the tears pricked at the back of his eyes after all. He had to look away,
his gaze unfocused as he tried to get himself under control.
    “Hey,” Severin called out gently. “It’s going to be okay.
Give yourself some time. You’ll get back your memories.”
    Noah looked at him. “Will I? How can you be so sure?”
    Severin shrugged. “I’m an optimist.”
    Something told him it wasn’t really true. “I don’t think
so,” Noah replied with a slow shake of his head. It still hurt like a bitch as
did the rest of his body, reminding him he had been in some kind of accident.
Haley had told him as much. That was all, though. No one wanted to explain
everything. There was some big mystery to all this. To his damaged mind, his
bedroom looked like a hotel room tricked out with hospital equipment. With the
curtains drawn shut, he couldn’t even see the building’s location. He was
isolated, adrift, lost in every possible way. It was lonely and frightening.
Maybe Severin would tell him something that would help. Even though there was no
clear thought in his head as to why, he knew he trusted the man.
    “What the hell happened to me? I mean I’ve been told I was
in an accident, but not the specifics. Who and what am I that I would be in
this strange place anyway?”
    Noah watched Severin wage some internal battle before
answering. “What the fuck? No one told me you can’t know the truth, so here it
is. Maybe knowing will help you fill in the blanks. You and I, Haley, all of us
here work for an international organization for counterterrorism.” Severin
looked at him sharply. “You understand what terrorism is?”
    God, yes. Some things were as clear as day for him, and this
bit of knowledge unfortunately was one of them. “Assholes killing innocents in
the name of some bullshit sense of self-righteousness.”
    Severin nodded once. “Close enough. Anyway, we work to stop
them. You’re Haley’s boy. She runs you in the field. Your team leader,” the man
explained. Good thing, too, because all Noah could think when told he was
Haley’s “boy” was toy, as in boy toy, as in wrestling around naked in bed with
the woman. And whoops, he was really starting to feel better because that
fleeting thought sent his somewhat-erect cock into full-mast position. It felt
good. It felt normal, and he really needed normal at the moment. What he didn’t
need, however, was Severin Blake seeing how happy he was at the thought of
being with Haley. Good thing his leg was up between them to hide his erection.
Or, at least he thought it