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knees soon.
    And that wasn’t his style. He usually liked his women on their knees. In front of him. Head bowed. Hands clasped behind their backs.
    This woman? Haley Sullivan?
    He shuddered.
    She melted his heart.
    Their fingers touched as he handed her the sandwich. Again it felt like electricity ran up his arm. She lit him on fire.
    When she moaned around the first bite, he jerked upright. “Babe, don’t do that. Jeez…”
    “Do what?” she asked as she swallowed.
    “Make little noises when you eat. You’re so flippin’ cute, you’re killing me.”
    She smiled. Broadly. “You think I’m cute?” She sat up straighter and took another bite.
    He rolled his eyes. “You have no idea, do you?”
    “About what?” She reached for the bottle of water he pushed across the table and opened the top.
    He ignored her, forcing himself to finish making a second sandwich. After it was ready, he sat across from her and eyed it suspiciously. “Will I lose my man card if I eat this?”
    She giggled.
    The sound went straight to his cock.
    “I won’t tell anyone. It’s good for you. Healthy. What do you normally eat?”
    He shrugged. “Take out. Fast food. Cheap easy stuff.”
    “And you’re able to maintain that sexy body eating shit every day?” She sucked in a breath as soon as the words tumbled out.
    “You think I’m sexy?” he said, rewording her own question of moments ago. He stuffed the corner of the sandwich in his mouth and bit down. It wasn’t bad.
    She shrugged. “In a rugged, living-on-the-edge, super-hero kind of way.”
    He set the sandwich down to laugh hard. “Such interesting adjectives. I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.”
    She grinned and continued eating.
    When they finished, she helped him put the rest of the groceries away and then leaned against the counter. “I hate that someone put shit into my body. And I hate it even more that I don’t know what it was.”
    He faced her, grabbed her biceps, and waited for her to tip her head back and meet his gaze. “I hate it too. Hopefully Katie or someone else can figure out what the hell was injected in you and if there’s anything we need to do about it.”
    She lowered her head again and set her forehead against his chest.
    His heart raced at the contact.
    He was in so much trouble.
    »»•««
    Anton Yenin slammed the phone down on his desk and leaned back in his chair. “What the fuck is going on with my people?” he screamed.
    The men sitting across from him both flinched.
    “I send one man out with simple instructions, and he gets both himself and two of my employees killed in hours. And what the fuck were they doing?”
    Dayton cleared his throat. “It would appear all three of them were attempting to steal the blood samples from Dr. Kathryn Schwan’s clinic. Apparently they didn’t consult each other. Dr. Ted Christianson actually stole the samples. Your men Boris and Erik got there after him. They never knew Ted stole the samples. So they took the doctor’s ex-boyfriend hostage in order to make a trade.”
    “A trade for what? The blood? The blood I neither wanted nor needed? Are they all stupid?”
    “It would seem that way, sir,” Millings stated.
    “What the hell would I need those samples for? I have plenty of blood samples from all six fighters from the last twelve years. I don’t need more.”
    “I guess they didn’t think it should remain in Dr. Schwan’s hands, either. Thought they were being helpful.”
    Anton’s blood boiled. “And they didn’t think this would simply make matters worse by raising a red flag? I mean, the bitch is sleeping with one of them. Leo Gulin. All she’d have to do is take another vial if she wanted.”
    “We realize this. Apparently it didn’t occur to Ted, Boris, or Erik.”
    “And they’re all dead. Thank God.”
    “Never understood why you kept those two idiots on your payroll anyway,” Millings commented.
    Anton frowned. “Not for their intelligence. I can