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checked for any broken bones, you know.” She stole one more quick look at Jesse. “And I think his nose is broken.”
    “Yeah, well, good luck with getting him to a doctor. I’ll get his shirt off while you get the stuff.”
    When Alexa came back into the living room, Charlie had Jesse stripped down to his boxers and lying flat with a pillow behind his neck. She placed a baggie with ice cubes under his nose and another one on his shoulder, which had already turned dark purple. She then made a second trip, hurrying back with a bowl of warm soapy water and a dish towel.
    She looked up at Charlie. “I’ll be okay with him. Really. You must have someone at home waiting for you.”
    He gave her a rueful grin. “I wish…. Just my empty bed.”
    She smiled back at him. “Can’t do much about that but I can take care of this big lug myself. You go on and get some rest.”
    Charlie reached into his wallet and pulled out a slightly battered card. “I don’t give this out too often. It has my home and cell numbers on it. Call if you need me, okay?”
    She nodded. “Thank you.”
    She made sure to lock the front door after he left. Then she washed the dirt and grime from Jesse’s body. He groaned when she touched his ribs but it wasn’t the sound a man would make if any bones were broken.
    Okay, then. Just beaten to a pulp and a candidate for a wide assortment of bruises.
    She rummaged in his medicine cabinet and found some peroxide, salve, bandages, and a bottle of aspirin. When she finished cleaning and bandaging his cuts, she washed the blood away from his nose. Not broken here either, she decided, but she put the ice back to keep down the swelling. Then she got a glass of water and managed to raise his head enough to get him to swallow three of the pills.
    There didn’t seem to be any kind of throw or afghan in the living room. She found extra blankets folded at the foot of his bed and covered him with one of them. Satisfied she’d done all she could for the moment, she stretched out in his big arm chair with the ottoman, covering herself with the other blanket.
    Well, Jesse, you sure got yourself into a pile of shit, didn’t you?
    She could feel her wolf-self raging to emerge, ready to savage the people who’d attacked her mate.
    Mate?
    Holy shit. Get your mind back on track, Alexa. Great sex with this man doesn’t make him your mate. No way, no how. Regardless of what he thinks, one look at you when you change and you’ll be dead meat.
    But she couldn’t bury her feelings for him deep enough. She had to face the fact she was in love with him. And that consumed her with the need to protect him.
    Well, that was something she could take care of, if he insisted on jumping back into the boiling pot. Which, knowing Jesse, he was sure to do.
    She didn’t know how long she sat watching him before she dozed off, only to be roused by the sound of a deep moan. Her eyes popped open to the sight of Jesse trying to lift himself from the couch.
    She was next to him in a flash. “You can’t get up, Jesse. You’re in terrible shape.”
    He’d knocked the bags of melting ice to the floor where they rested in tiny puddles. Now, he was working at pushing himself to his feet.
    “Whatever you want, I’ll get it.” She tried to get him to lie back.
    “Can you pee for me?” he ground out, his jaw clenched.
    She almost laughed. “Well, no, I guess not. But let me help you to the bathroom.”
    Balancing herself with strength she didn’t know she had, she helped him to the master bathroom. He leaned on the sink next to the commode and glared at her.
    “Out. I can do this by myself.”
    “But—”
    “Out!” he roared, then groaned with the effort.
    “Okay, okay. But yell or bang on the door or something when you’re finished.”
    She leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, waiting until she heard the flush of the commode and the jiggling of the door handle. He was right there when she pushed the door open, body