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innocent involved.   He wouldn’t put anyone else in Steele’s line of fire.
    “You don’t have a choice.   Until you’re better, you’re not getting out of this bed.”   She jerked and pulled at the covers, tucking him in securely.
    Unfortunately, she was right.   He could barely lift his leg, and he wouldn’t be any use to Barbara in his present condition.   He was probably doing her a favor by not being anywhere near her at the moment, anyway.   Ballard would be looking for him.   Hopefully that would throw the bastard off her scent for a while.
    Until he recovered, it appeared he was stuck in the woods with a pushy female and her furry excuse for a garbage disposal.   Hoping his presence wouldn’t put her in danger, he accepted the dismal situation with a weighty sigh.
    She reached up and fluffed the pillow behind his head, and his perspective appreciably changed.   Not a fragile little flower, this woman.   He could see her arms were toned, almost muscular, and idly wondered if she lifted weights.   Her breasts, now pleasantly filling his vision, were perfectly formed, well rounded, and holding their own without the support of a bra.  
    Nice, very nice .   Since he obviously couldn’t go anywhere at the moment, he might as well enjoy the view, no matter how wrong it was.   His mind should be on his work, on finding Barbara, but with his self-appointed nurse’s shapely body teasing him, how could he think straight?
    To his slight chagrin, she turned back to the bedside table, retrieved the aspirin and glass of water, and shoved them into his hands.   “Drink.”
    Pushy, yes, but very pleasant on the eyes.   He popped the pills in his mouth and tipped the glass to his lips.   Lifting his gaze slowly as he sipped, he leisurely explored her slender neck, discovered the tiny cleft in her chin, drank in the sight of those rosebud lips, and finally caught his first glimpse of her eyes.
    Water sloshed out around his mouth and down into his lungs at the unexpected intake of air.
    “Are you all right?”   She slapped his back, jiggling her lush breasts in his face.
    It was almost more than he could stand.   Nodding and sputtering, he tried to wave her off.  
    “I’ll go get a towel.”   With a final pat, she hurried from the room.
    His mind raced as thoughts collided with the possibilities.   There couldn’t be another person with eyes exactly like hers.   Barbara McBride was the only woman Travis had ever seen who had three different colors in her eyes.   He’d seen people with one blue eye and one green before, but never anything like hers.
    Barbara’s left eye was half green and half blue, not mixed, but literally half and half cut at an angle, while the other was two-thirds green, one-third blue, with a small drop of brown amid the green.   So clear and distinct, as though an artist had painted them.   Jase had explained all the genetic mumbo-jumbo that caused the unusual condition and how rare they were, that no two people could have eyes exactly like hers, but all Travis knew was they were beautiful.
    The fact he’d actually found Barbara McBride, alive and well, settled on his brain along with a million questions.   Why hadn’t she identified herself?   Didn’t she recognize him?   Sure, they’d met a million years ago, but she had to have seen pictures.   He and Jase did everything together.   Jase was like the brother he never had.   A blessing in itself considering he was surrounded by sisters, two in front and two behind him in age.   Barbara had to know who he was.   But if she didn’t, then why hadn’t she phoned the police?   Why take chances with a stranger?
    His lids drifted closed as the questions tumbled and churned, but no answers came to him.   At least Steele’s men hadn’t gotten to her.   Of course he doubted they’d have much luck in recognizing her, looking the way she did now.  
    He thought back to her college graduation picture.