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I can help him with that.
    I smile politely. The effort feels like a Ronald McDonald mask. “You're right of course.”
    Placate.
    His grin escalates to condescending.
    “However, after our interlude last night at the gym, I thought I was quite clear that my interest in you doesn't extend beyond friendship.”
    Distance .
    He nods as though thinking it over. I'm pretty sure he's not. “Oh you were , there's no doubt.”
    I rise to physically cue the conclusion of the impromptu meeting.
    Patty takes that as a hint, and with her wide eyes bulging out of her face, she rounds the corner of her desk a few paces away.
    She'll be pulsing the police about now .
    I form puzzlement on my features as I turn to face him.
    Jamie stands, uncomfortably close to me. I fight not to back away.
    No negotiation.
    “Don't look confused, doctor .”
    My palms dampen.
    Inform .
    “I'm just uncertain as to why you've come here.”
    His hand locks around my wrist like a snakebite.
    My pulse obligingly pushes against his fingers as they tighten around the small bones. Fear grips me and I instantly bury it in a deep grave.
    I inhale slowly and let it out, making no move to fight his grip.
    Diffuse. I open my mouth and he interrupts, his eyes flicking to my parted lips.
    Adrenaline expands like an air bubble in a vast ocean.
    “Now let me be clear. I want to be seen —in a professional capacity, Doctor Phisher.”
    Terror smothers me. My lips part in readiness for a scream, and my expression of neutrality slips.
    His grip imperceptibly tightens.
    I can't help the whimper of pain when my already tender joints suffer from his hold.
    “Patty,” I murmur quietly, desperately hoping she's followed protocol. No one who enters from the back is considered friendly admittance.
    She doesn't reply and I say the thing that I haven't been trained for. I say the human thing, “Please, don't hurt me.” My voice is low and calm. My heart pounds. I jerk my wrist and he clamps down.
    I moan at the pressure, sweat popping out on my forehead, upper lip, my palms are slick with it. I look at my hand. It's mottled from his vice-like grip.
    A cruel smile fills his face like water pouring into a cup.
    Suddenly the door he came through slams open, and the stranger walks through as the knob buries itself in the wall.
    I look at him, startled, and immediately drown in the sea of his eyes. They're more blue than a summer sky.
    That gaze travels to where Jamie's hand latches my wrist. The edges of those azure eyes tighten like a wrench. “I've lost my way,” he says.
    I blink stupidly. His voice captures me, soothing the frayed edges of my nerves.
    How did I know if he spoke it would be a melody only I could hear?
    Jamie jerks me closer and a small pain sound escapes before I can stop it.
    I don't catch what happens next, it's too fast. He's soundless—the stranger's attack.
    Patty screams.
    It's the blood , I think numbly.
    I'm covered in it. It smells like metallic rain and I stumble back, the soreness of my wrist lost to what's in front of me.
    Jamie's nose is broken—not a little. Shattered like a crimson pancake in the middle of his face.
    He howls and releases me.
    I sit down hard on my ass, giving a sob-like laugh that all those squats must be working because there's no butt bone to jab me as I fall.
    I look up and the stranger raises his fist to strike a bloodied Jamie again.
    “Don't,” I call out softly, my injured arm rising.
    His intense gaze looks at my bruised wrist. Then he captures my eyes.  My core clenches with a responsive clench and I involuntarily moan.
    Not in pain.
    His eyes slim on me as though he knows my body's reaction to him. “Why?” he grits. His gaze pierces me.
    I wet my lips and he tracks the movement. “Because violence won't solve anything,” I manage.
    He hesitates, his balled fist is as big as a dinner plate, his bicep is almost the size of my waist.
    Instead he grabs Jamie's shirt and easily hauls him to his feet.
    I crab