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think you missed your calling as a
masseuse.”
    To his disappointment, she stepped back with a tiny smile
flirting on her lips. “Your physical injuries will heal just fine. What I’m
mostly concerned about is what’s going on with your brain.”
    “Are you questioning my mental capacity? Gee, thanks, Doc.”
    “Maybe.” He loved the way her eyes lit up with her
amusement. “In all seriousness, head trauma is not something I take lightly. I
don’t know how hard, or on what exactly, you might have hit your head when you
fell. You could have a brain bleed or swelling I can’t detect with a regular
exam. As a precaution I’m going to have a CT scan performed. If all looks well,
you can be released this evening.”
    For the first time since he woke he became concerned. “If? I
don’t like the sound of that word. What happens if ‘if’ doesn’t look well?”
    “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. My gut tells me
all is well, but I want to be certain. It’s my job to be thorough, Captain
DeWinter.”
    “Marco. Please call me Marco.” And preferably in a
throaty moan as you ride my cock.
    He shoved the image aside. “And I get it, Doc. I do. You’re
good at your job. So if the X-ray of my head looks good, I can walk out
tonight?”
    “Not exactly. To prevent further injury, you need to keep
off your feet for a week.”
    “A week?” He struggled to sit up. “Sorry, Doc, but I have to
work. I’m just as dedicated to my job as you are to yours.”
    She pushed against his chest, forcing him back down. “I can
see by your injuries that you are dedicated, but you have to allow your ankles
to heal. If they give out, you risk greater injury to the rest of your body.
Including your thick skull. One week. I’ll tell your commander too, knowing
full well you both will dismiss my orders. But if I see you back in the ER
because you broke your ankle or cracked your head open, I’ll tie you to the bed
myself.”
    “Is that a promise?” he asked, and this time he didn’t hide
the blatant rasp of desire that deepened his voice at the mention of her
binding him in any fashion.
    To her credit, she didn’t blush or stammer. Instead she held
his gaze with the same calculating look on her face she had when he had spotted
her in The Cavern the month before. Right before she dug her nails into his
side and threatened him bodily harm if he breathed a word about her alter ego.
    “Do not test me. Captain.” She collected her clipboard and
began writing notations across the pages. “A nurse will be in shortly to
prepare you for imaging. After the scan, we’ll send you something to eat. Lucky
for you, it’s green Jell-O today. I’m also going to write you a prescription
for Lisinopril.”
    “What’s that for?”
    “Your high blood pressure.”
    “I have high blood pressure?”
    Her snort of laughter was so charming. “Why am I not
surprised? It’s one-sixty over a hundred, and it’s held steady since you’ve
arrived.”
    “I take it that’s not good?”
    “Only if you want to suffer from a stroke. With a change in
diet, medication and a decrease in stress, you should be able to manage it.”
    “Decrease my stress? Fat chance. You did see who my
supervisor is. There’s a better chance that I will actually take the entire
week off like you want.”
    “Captain.” She folded her arms across her chest and nailed
him with a stare that struck him right in his overworked heart. “I hate to
break it to you, but you are not invincible. You might have survived a
three-story fall today. Do not make the mistake of thinking you will survive
the next. You’re a grown man who does not need a lecture, so instead I will
make a wish for you. I hope over the next few days you’ll take a moment to put
some priorities in order. Despite being an asshole on occasion, you’re a good
guy.”
    He swallowed past the lump that had formed in his throat.
“Would you miss me, if I was gone from this world?”
    After several