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have a problem with it!” The sense of control slipping away from him grew stronger. He took a deep breath, and was aware of her unique scent even over the antiseptic odors of the hospital. “But you seem to have one.”
    She looked surprised, and before he could ask her how the young woman was, she walked around behind him, startling him by pulling up the back of the coat he’d slipped on for the ride over to the mainland. “What are you doing?” he demanded, feeling more and more as if he were a bit of flotsam caught in a whirlpool.
    “Seeing if I have a problem with your ass. I don’t seem to. Do you mind if I touch?”
    Iakovos looked over his shoulder at her, speechless for the first time in his life. Before he could demand that she treat him with the respect due a man in his position, she put out a hand and cupped one cheek. Instantly, his groin was flooded with blood, leaving his sex heavy with need.
    He was absolutely, utterly, and completely out of his depth with her.
    “Well, it’s kind of hard to see because you’re not wearing skintight pants, but from what I can feel, no, I don’t have a problem with your ass.” Harry dropped his jacket as he spun around to face her, her fingers tingling from the contact with his warm behind.
    She badly wanted to use both hands on him, but suspected that would be pushing things too far. As it was, he had another one of those indescribable looks on his face, as if he couldn’t decide whether he wanted to throttle her or kiss her silly.
    “I really hope it’s the latter,” she told him.
    “What ladder?” he asked, his eyes taking on a bit of a wild look.
    “Sorry, inner monologue again. It’s not important. Is the situation with your ass settled? Good. Now, if we could address the issue of Cyndi, the doctor says she’s suffering from the abrasions on her chest and neck, her blood pressure is sky-high, and she’s had to be sedated because she was close to completely losing it. I don’t think she’s in any real danger, but she had worked herself up to such a state, it’s probably better if she spends the night here,” she said, lifting her chin. She dared him—she just dared him—to tell her she was being foolish.
    A muscle in Iakovos’ jaw flexed a few times, but all he said was, “I don’t care if she spends a month here so long as she stops throwing herself at Theo.”
    “He didn’t have to accept what she offered. Not to mention he was stinking drunk, and way too rough with her, as petite as she is,” Harry told him, dragging her mind away from thoughts of what his butt must look like to more important things. “Amy said she’d stay with Cyndi. The doctor wants Cyndi to remain overnight, but evidently it’s going to take some time to get her into a room. He said they’re run off their feet because half the hospital staff went to another town where there was a train accident, so it could be a few hours. I’m sure you want to get back to your party.”
    His brows, straight slashes of ebony against his warm bronzed skin, lowered. “Are you giving me orders, Eglantine?”
    “No, Yacky, I’m not. I’m simply suggesting that since it’s going to take some time to get Cyndi settled, you probably want to go home. There’s no sense for you to stay here, too. I assume you came over in another boat?”
    He nodded, his eyes searching her face as if he sought some answer there. “You are tired.”
    “Oh, I’m well beyond tired,” she agreed, giving him what she hoped was a bright smile as she rubbed her arms against the chill in the air. The hospital was very modern, if small, with an obviously quite efficient air-conditioning system. “I’ve been awake for over twenty-four hours.” His frown asked a question. She answered it with a shrug. “The kids flew out a day before me. I wasn’t called in to pinch-hit until this morning. Er . . . yesterday morning. Sometime. I’ve lost track of what time it is since I left Seattle.”
    He stared at