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seeing each other three days a week for four months. Jaxon works.”
    Celise tried a few times to wrap the blood-pressure gauge around his thick forearm, but the Velcro ends didn’t even come close to touching. He found himself almost laughing at how she gave up and simply tossed the device to the side. “What exactly were you expecting when you volunteered for this? You’d said that you’d wanted to be a better cop. What exactly did that mean to you?”
    “The regenerative abilities, mostly. I didn’t want to ever be limited by injuries again. Especially not injuries inflicted by some hooligan scumbag. They said I’d be faster, stronger, and able to develop muscle more quickly. If it was mentioned that it’d happened like this and that I’d end look looking like an entirely different person with major attitude adjustment issues, then I missed the fine print.”
    “I don’t think the intent was for any mutation to change your behavioral characteristics, nor to alter your appearance so drastically and so quickly. We’re thinking there might have been something you were recently ingesting or exposed to that caused unexpected results.”
    He snorted and shook his head. "Can you fix me?”
    “It won’t be easy, but I’m going to make sure we put forth our best efforts to try. Examining you and this blood sample will be the first step. We have to diagnose what is wrong with you or what went wrong before we can come up with a solution.”
    “You guys don’t already have an antidote? Or an anti-formula or something already on hand?”
    “We modified your genetic makeup, Jaxon. There’s no simple undo button. We do have a procedure we could try that could modify your DNA again to try to match the way you were before, but even that could go wrong if we don’t figure out what the original problem was. At least you’re healthy right now. I’m not going to further risk your health just because you look a little different.”
    He closed his eyes trying to fight the effect her voice and scent were having on him. “I didn’t realize you cared,” he managed to mumble.
    “I’m a doctor, it’s my job to care,” she smirked. He grunted and nodded his head. But she totally threw him off with her next response. “Besides, how can I ever take you up on a real offer for dinner together if we don’t get you all better?”
    Jaxon watched her out of the corner of his eye, as she smiled and raised her brows at him, her version of winking. He wasn’t certain if she was just saying that out of pity, or to make him feel better, or if she genuinely meant it. At the moment the reason didn’t matter—the fact that she’d said it was enough to get him going. Damn, why was she so gorgeous, so sexy? And why did he feel everything so deeply now? Not just anger and fear and frustration. Lust, and desire and attraction. All of it. Multiplied by ten. Looking at her made him feel like he was going to lose control again. He sighed deeply.
    “What,” she frowned. “You’ve changed your mind about going out with me?”
    “Not at all,” he grunted. “I’m just trying to figure out why you’d want to go out with me now . I wasn’t big and manly enough for you before?”
    “You were plenty enough man for anyone before. Besides, I didn’t say I want to go out with you now. Just saying I can’t consider it if you don’t get better. And get that temper in check.”
    “The fact you’re considering it means there’s some want in there.”
    “Honestly, there’s always been some want there, Jaxon. I just … need to make sure your intentions are in the right place before I consider opening my—um, heart to you.”
    “I’m more liable to have my heart damaged by you, Celise, than the other way around.”
    She snickered and lifted the stethoscope that hung around her neck to her ears. “Well right now I only intend to listen to it. Take a deep breath.”
    He complied, and she stood close to him as she placed the end of her