the nape of her neck as he deepened the kiss. His tongue slid against hers, retreated and came back, teasing her, making her taste him back. She’d never known a man to taste like him. There was a wildness to him that quickly infused her desire. Her hands found his narrow hips as she pulled him closer. It felt so familiar, him practically between her legs. His body heat enveloped her, making her need for him rage so fast it astounded her.
Slowly he broke the kiss and she looked up into his eyes. For just a second she thought she saw black tornado funnels. She blinked and when she looked again his black eyes stared at her with undiluted lust. “Again I ask you, Dr. Tessa Michaels, will you still deny you desire me?”
Chapter Four
The beast in him came forth with unbridled desire. He broke the kiss, knowing his control was slipping fast. “Again I ask you, Dr. Tessa Michaels, will you still deny you desire me?”
Anubis could barely get the words past his raw throat. He wanted to turn her against the wall and rip the clothing from her body. He looked down at her, for the first time having to concentrate hard to ensure his eyes didn’t turn in front of her. His control slipped by an inch every time he saw her.
She put her hands against his chest and cast her eyes down. “I won’t deny there is a sexual spark between us,” she said softly. His satisfaction at her admission made him want to pursue her even harder. While he certainly couldn’t keep a storm raging in Cairo forever, he needed to devise a way to keep her here.
“Oh.” The exclamation came from Hathor as she rounded the corner and spotted them both in a very compromising situation. Reluctance hummed through him as he gathered his composure and stepped away from Tessa.
Hathor handed the cell phone to him. “Gale sounds just frantic. She said you left your cell phone at the office and she couldn’t reach you.”
“Yes, Gale.” He listened intently as his office manager began to explain. Anubis felt his mood go grim immediately. After Gale finished, he handed Hathor her phone. “I have to go.”
“Is everything all right?” Hathor asked in concern.
“A lot of patients are being admitted to the hospice.”
“I don’t understand. Isn’t that why it’s there?” Tessa asked, looking him in the eye for the first time since the kiss.
“They’re apparently being overflowed from the hospitals.” Something about the situation made him uneasy.
“The only time a hospital overflows …” Tessa’s voice trailed off. “Torian, is there a highly contagious disease flowing around Cairo?”
“Not that I was aware of. But apparently the patients are all coming in with the same symptoms, then dying soon after.”
“I see why they’re sending them to you.” Tessa began to look thoughtful. “Anaise, is it possible to get a plate of food to go?”
“Wait a minute,” Tessa said. “The weather is still disagreeable, you could get caught in it.”
Immediately, Anubis began to draw back the storm. If he traveled through the storm, she would insist on traveling through the storm to the airport.
“In case you forgot, I am a doctor. Don’t tell me my services won’t come in handy. How many doctors do you have on staff?”
Truth be known, only one, for appearance’s sake. Anubis himself saw to each and every patient. It was his job to lead the souls to the other side after they had been judged. Doctors had no place in his hospice.
“One.”
“Will that doctor be there tonight?”
Anubis looked at her and relented. He shook his head no, seeing as he made sure the doctor was always away on some conference. “Then you could use the help,” Tessa continued. “Anaise? Could I have a plate of food to go as well?”
“No problem.” Hathor immediately glided around the corner, leaving the two of them alone again.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I know, but as a doctor I can’t sit here and not try to help unfurl a medical