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those types who protest about everything!’
    A truculent expression crept over her face and her chin automatically went up.
    Adam gave a scornful laugh. ‘All in keeping with the fringe medicine, I suppose,’ he concluded, a faint sneer curling his lips. ‘Do you sit in a pyramid and meditate? Or don’t you venture out if Pluto isn’t in the ascendant? I suppose you think anything modern is automatically bad?’
    ‘It’s called having a social conscience,’ she spat back, infuriated by his scorn. He was so typically Establishment! ‘I believe in doing something about my convictions; that doesn’t make me a freak. I wouldn’t expect a surgeon whose answer to everything is the knife to understand that!’
    ‘If you had a shattered leg which would you prefer—my knife or your oils? I’ve always suspected professional crusaders must have a big gap in their personal lives to fill.’
    ‘Because we’re not prepared to let faceless bureaucrats run the world? Because we actually care about the future? I suppose a smug, narrow-minded, terminally selfish individual might think that—’ Her impassioned outburst was cut short by a fierce bout of sneezing.
    ‘For God’s sake, woman, don’t stand there preaching; you’ll catch cold. Get out of those things!’
    ‘I don’t preach.’ She sniffed and rubbed her already pink nose. ‘And I don’t like being ordered about,’ she added mutinously. ‘Besides, I thought a cold was a virus. I can’t contract a virus from wet clothes,’ she pointed out pedantically.
    ‘You sound like a spoilt four-year-old. Do as you’re told!’
    ‘If I don’t?’ she asked from between gritted teeth.
    ‘Are you always so belligerent? Just for the record, if you don’t voluntarily remove those clothes I will feel impelled to do it for you.’
    She gave a small, startled gasp even though she’d deliberatelyneedled him into making the threat. She pushed aside a very vivid image of his shapely fingers moving in slow motion over her own flesh, sliding beneath her wet shirt to cup one shamelessly swollen breast in the palm of his hand, and replied derisively, ‘In the interests of my health, of course.’ There was a husky rasp in her voice. Adam had noted it before and he liked it.
    The tingle down Anna’s spine made goose bumps break out over her cold skin. She wondered with deep mortification whether he had any inkling of the sinful thoughts that kept entering her head. She’d always been quite smug about resisting temptations she knew were morally wrong. She was forced to acknowledge it could be that she’d never faced a temptation she’d actually not wanted to resist before!
    ‘Well, it wouldn’t be to satisfy my curiosity, would it? That little number you wore the other night left very little unrevealed. Personally, I find mystery a little more alluring.’
    ‘The way I recall it my blatant flaunting didn’t seem to do your ardour much harm,’ she flung back, incensed by his complacent criticism.
    The flare of colour across his cheekbones revealed that her comments had found their mark. ‘I think I should be able to restrain my baser instincts if that’s what’s worrying you.’ He made the prospect of him not being able to sound insultingly close to a joke. ‘There’s some clothes in that bag.’ He indicated the open holdall on the floor. ‘You should be able to find something adequate to cover the essentials while those things dry. I’ll turn my back, if you’re feeling modest.’
    Why should the idea of me having modesty be so humorous? she thought indignantly. ‘I’ll use the bathroom if it’s all the same to you.’ Her frigidly dignified tone made him grin, and reminded her she wasn’t really in any position to carry off dignity.
    She rumbled through the bag, trying not to notice personal items, and selected a pale blue denim shirt that ought to make a passable dress on her. With a toss of her head she stalked from the room.
    After wringing out her