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made him groan and lower his face to the crook between her shoulder and neck. He nipped at her.  
    “If anything hurts, I’ll tell you,” she promised him.  
    He gave an incredulous half-laugh. “You think that would stop me?”
    “I know you won’t hurt me, Zach,” she said. Not like this, at any rate. “But if you don’t fuck me now, I might singe off your eyebrows.”
    With those words, she finally broke the chains of his control. He thrust into her hard and growled in her ear. “Try it, baby. It’s been a long time since I made your ass rosy with handprints.”  
    That brought a fresh wave of heat and moisture to her pussy and he thrust harder, in uneven strokes. Fast then slow, smooth then rough. It was glorious. She didn’t even try to control the pleasure flooding her. Made no attempt to hold back the orgasm that barreled through her. And still he fucked her with wild abandon.  
    “One more time, baby.” His whisper was guttural. “Come with me this time.”  
    Then he moved his hand to rub his thumb over her clit while angling his hips so that each thrust hit her G-spot. She came with a loud keening cry that would embarrass her if she had any thought for decorum left. Seconds later, he tensed over her and roared. She felt his hot release deep inside her and smiled, satisfied, as she slipped into sleep.  

Chapter Five
    She woke with an arm wrapped around her waist and a muscular leg wedged between her thighs. His chest was warm and hard against her back. The heat was enticing. It was so tempting to snuggle back and return to sleep. Thankfully, that longing jolted her back to reality. She wiggled free and stood at the side of the bed, staring down at Zach with dismay. What had she done? She’d never get rid of him now, and eventually the past would repeat itself. Even ignoring his offer to compromise—and she was damned curious about that—she was pretty sure she’d do something he didn’t approve of or blame her for something she had no control over. Then he’d push her out of his life again.  
    But what if he was serious? What if he really meant he wanted to work things out? Accept her as she really was? What if… No. She wouldn’t let herself believe in the possibility. Too much had happened, too much had gone wrong. She needed to protect her heart. Whatever tattered dreams might be left were best buried. The sooner she found the information Brax needed, the sooner she could rid herself of Zach once and for all.  
    She retrieved a set of clean scrubs from the closet, turned off the alarm clock before it could blare and headed to the downstairs shower. She was dressed and ready to leave in twenty minutes, but hesitated at the door, wondering if she should wake him first. The house was quiet. There wasn’t even a whisper of sound from her bedroom and she wondered how long it had been since he’d slept so deeply. She hadn’t missed the lines of strain around his eyes.  
    Scowling, cursing herself for worrying, she yanked the front door open. Why should she care about his physical well-being? The simple answer was she shouldn’t.
    She phoned Mason from the car to let him know she was on her way. Then she cranked up the radio and tried not to think about Zach on the long drive. She was almost there when she glanced over at her phone on the passenger seat. She’d missed three calls and she had a good idea who they were from. A glance at the caller ID confirmed her suspicion, but instead of calling him back, she turned the phone off. She put it inside the center console as she pulled up to the guardhouse at the gate.  
    The guard checked her license against his clipboard, then lifted the bar and waved her through. She watched in her rearview mirror as it lowered behind her. The road to the hospital was heavily forested, but about half a mile later it opened up to a large parking lot in front of the building. She found the space number she’d been assigned, locked up and went in the