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fine, but the doc looked around the room with a quirked
brow. “Don’t bother telling me that you’ve got this, Trent. You just had a
minor heart attack at thirty-three. You don’t have shit together but your
business, and that’s killing you.”
    The doctor stood up and moved toward the
door. Trent lay there for several seconds before he called him back. “Am I
really going to be all right now? If I get my ass together and do what you say,
will I be okay?”
    “Yes. But you have to make some major life
changes, Trent. Starting today. No more eating what you please. I’m to understand
that you had nearly a dozen biscuits before this happened?” Trent nodded,
embarrassed. “You can eat what you want in moderation . And if you have
fun, you can do more of that sort of thing. In moderation. You do
remember what that is, don’t you? Fun, I mean? When was the last time you went
on a vacation? Not a business trip where you ate at restaurants because it was
convenient, and slept poorly in a hotel. A vacation where you did site seeing,
ate at some place you might have read the menu over first. Went to a museum
because you wanted to.”
    “I don’t remember.” He nodded at him. Trent
didn’t think he understood. “I just bought a house. Increased our business by
nearly triple, and took on two companies that I’m going to have to walk away
from because I don’t trust the man at the other end. That’s a lot of leg work.”
    “Do you have people working for you?” Trent
told him that he had a few hundred. “And they can’t do this for you? They can’t
take over some of the stress and strain for you? If you don’t delegate, Trent,
you’re going to be pushing up flowers and out of work permanently.”
    He lay there for a long time after he was
left alone, just thinking about everything and nothing at all. Trent didn’t
delegate, not even to his own brother, who had been begging him for more
involvement in the business since he’d partnered with him. Trent even did his
own payroll, when he knew there were companies out there that could do it in
half the time and for very little cost when compared to how much time he spent
on it. He was, in a word, stupid.
    Someone came into the room a few minutes
later. Trent had closed his eyes and didn’t look up when the person cleared
their throat. It was a female, that he knew, and that she smelled of medicine. When
she touched his arm he felt her warm fingers as she grazed them over his elbow,
but he still didn’t look.
    “They just checked my blood pressure a few
minutes ago.” Nothing. Opening one eye, he looked at the woman standing just a
few feet away from the bed and realized his mistake. Sitting up in the bed and
looking at her, his first thought was that she was gorgeous. The second was to
wonder who she was there for, because he was a lucky guy. “I thought you were a
nurse. Is there something I can help you with?”
    “Your father sent me to see you.” He nodded,
wondering what his dad was up to now as she stepped closer to him. “He said
that I should introduce myself.”
    Her scent made his wolf snarl at him. When he
moved along his skin, tearing at him, Trent only had a moment to try and
control him before the woman took two steps back. His wolf snarled at him again,
and Trent tried to calm him. The women turned to the door, her face full of
fear, and Trent leapt from the bed to stop her. She was his was all he could
think about.
    Before he could touch her, or whatever he
intended to do, he found himself lifted up by his neck and his airway being cut
off. The huge fucking vampire in front of him looked ready to tear his throat
out when he snarled at the girl to run. The door opening and closing had his
wolf nearly take him.
    “My mate.” The man stared at him for several
seconds before he lowered him to the floor. He didn’t let go of him just yet,
but his talons were no longer biting into his skin. “She’s my mate. I have to
get