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what it is you do.”
    “I’m a bounty hunter.”
    In spite of the heat pouring off his fingers, everything inside Remy froze. A bounty hunter. Someone who didn’t give a shit one way or another about anybody but himself. Someone who took money to go after people like her.
    Someone Kirsten could buy without blinking an eye.
    She almost fell off the couch as she scrambled for her clothes, her pants slipping through her suddenly clumsy fingers as she tried to put as much distance between her and Nathan as possible. “I can’t believe I fell for it,” she said, trying to find the bottom of her shirt to get it back on.
    Nathan grabbed her wrist before she could get far, but he didn’t pull himself to his feet. His firm grip didn’t give her a lot of options, but she still struggled to pull away. “Fell for what? Is this about those coins? I already told you I don’t really care.”
    It was on the tip of her tongue to argue how she was sure a wad of cash might change his mind, but Remy stopped herself in time. The less he knew about her, the safer she was from getting turned in. And the truth of the matter was, he already knew she was on the run. If he wanted to use that to his advantage, he’d had plenty of chances long before bringing her to his apartment.
    Plus, Kirsten wasn’t here. If Remy really had traveled back in time like she thought, there was nobody alive who cared one way or another about her.
    Her gaze flickered to the strong fingers gripping her wrist. Maybe Nathan didn’t care, but he wasn’t indifferent to her either. He was tending to her injuries. He’d practically insisted.
    And he was still holding her.
    “If you don’t care, then why are you helping me?”
    Nathan tilted his head, regarding her for a long beat before he finally answered. “Because you needed my help.”
    His direct response took her by surprise, and her mouth twitched in amusement. “Your Mustang’s not exactly white.”
    Nathan shrugged. “Neither’s my hat. But I couldn’t have left you alone in that district. Tian might not have been interested, but Cesar would have started circling like any predator smelling blood. Speaking of blood.” He looked pointedly at her thigh. “Are you going to let me finish?”
    Remy glanced down at the cut only half-cleaned and tossed her clothes aside. Stretching back onto the couch, she propped her upper body up on her elbows as soon as Nathan let her go in order to watch him work. “You’ve got good hands.”
    He glanced at her briefly, something like a smile in his eyes, before diverting his attention back to her leg. “Thanks. I’ve had years of practice.”
    The antiseptic stung just as much on her leg as it had on her back, but Remy refused to look away this time, too absorbed in the strong sculpture of his face and the almost caressing dance of his fingers to break the spell. “Guess that means I’m holding aces then. I don’t suppose you take personal requests?”
    The corner of his mouth lifted as he tossed the cotton ball aside. “It depends.” He dug through the box for more bandages and a small, yellow tube. “There is a basic standard of service I aspire to, but I do aim to please.”
    “Maybe you should tell me what to expect then,” Remy dared. “’Cause the rate you’re going, a girl could think she could spend the night if she wanted.”
    “Do you want to spend the night?”
    She decided to be honest. “I don’t have anyplace else to go.”
    Nathan spread a clear gel over the cut and reached for a bandage. “You know, that’s actually not the worst excuse a girl has used to stay at my place.”
    “Should’ve known a guy like you would have ’em lined up around the block. Which means I’m even luckier for falling into your lap like this.” It was impossible to resist a quick glance at his crotch, and her mouth went dry at the clear outline of his cock. “A very nice lap.”
    Nathan snorted. “I wouldn’t say lining up around the block. In