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body.”
    “What is it with you?” she spat.
    Marcus looked at her with his head cocked to the side.
    “I can’t control myself around you. You’re lying there with a screwdriver sticking out of your thigh and all I can think about is how good your body feels.”
    “At least you weren’t trying to stroke the screwdriver. Then I would question your love of serial killer shows.”
    “Not funny.”
    “If it makes you feel any better I’m wondering if other parts of your body taste as good as your lips.”
    Jenna’s face flushed bright pink and Marcus chuckled until the numbness in his leg turned into a sharp stabbing pain. Why was that again? Oh yeah, because some damn kid thought stabbing a cop was a good idea.
    “Officer Peterson,” the voice of his ER doctor called through the curtain. “Are you decent?”
    “Not a day in my life.”
    “Good,” he said as he slid the curtain over with a swoosh. “This is Dr. Roes, the orthopedist who’ll be performing most of your surgery.”
    Behind the middle-aged ER doctor in his blue scrubs and lab coat was a short red head with killer green eyes. She was wearing similar blue scrub pants, but instead of a scrub top she had a form fitting heather gray Henley. Any day before he met Jenna he would have been propositioning the sprite of a doctor to all sorts of acrobatics, but now his mind had an all- consuming focus. Lucky for him, she was less than five feet away in the corner hiding as if her rust colored satin top could ever blend with the beige wall.
    “Hello Officer,” Dr. Roes said as she pulled up the bedrail on Marcus’ left side and used it as a bench to lean her arms on. “I’ll be removing the screwdriver from your leg, but the tip is less than a centimeter from your femoral artery.”
    “That doesn’t sound good.”
    “Personally I wouldn’t want it hanging out in that area for the rest of my life, but you know cops are weird people.”
    “That we are, but I’ve got some projects around the house that require a Phillips head...”
    “So, I’ll have Dr. Navad scrubbing in. He’s a vascular surgeon. He’ll also be able to access any damage I might see along the way.”
    “My leg is going to be fine, right?”
    “Yes,” she assured him. “It’s more muscular than skeletal, but we still want to be careful taking it out. How’s your pain level right now?”
    Jenna covered her lips to hide her little smile.
    “I could use another bump, just don’t tell my partner I took any drugs.”
    “Okay,” she replied warily. “One more thing.” she looked over her shoulder at Jenna, then back to him. “I need you to stay as still as possible. Any sudden movement or bouncing,” her voice lifted. “Could cause the tip to puncture the artery and you’d bleed out in a matter of seconds. Well, a minute and a half or so.”
    Marcus glanced at Jenna who now looked truly mortified.
    “It’s not really that serious is it?” he asked.
    “I’d hold off until you have no extra items suck in your body for convalescence.”
    “It’ll be hard Doc, but if you insist.”
    “I do.”
    A tech walked into the room and gathered all of Marcus’ belongings and unhooked his monitors.
    “Time for surgery. An anesthetist will meet you in the OR and I’ll see you before they knock you out.”
    “You ready?” the tech asked. “I’ll make the ride as smooth as possible.”
    “Can you give me two minutes?”
    The tech looked at Jenna, nodded, and left the room.
    “I’m staying in my corner.”
    Marcus chuckled. “Awe come on, I need a kiss before I go to surgery. You heard her, I could die.”
    “Not funny. And if that first kiss is any indication of what happens when we get together you will die.”
    “With a smile on my face.”
    “You’re such a brat.”
    “Please Jenna. Just one…little…”
    “There ain’t nothing little about you, Officer,” she said as she crossed the distance between them, took his hand in hers, and delicately kissed his