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better, even more satisfying. He’d never felt like Trina’s tenderness was personal—it was just the way she was with people. Susan’s touch was completely different, as if she softened her touch just for Jim.
     
    Ridiculous! He was being sappy, and it pissed him off. He had to get over himself and stop blubbering. He could easily get through this, if he could just get Susan out of his head. He didn’t need her. He didn’t need anyone but the brothers in his club.
     

CHAPTER NINE
     
    “I’ve been looking all over for you. Where have you been?” Susan didn’t look Mendoza in the eyes as he fell into step beside her. She didn’t think she could lie to him if she had to face him.
     
    “I was taking inventory in the bus, making sure we had plenty of supplies. We haven’t restocked in a couple of days, and we’ve had a lot of runs.”
     
    “We just restocked yesterday, Susan,” he scoffed. “Look, just be honest with me. If the kid bothered you and you needed a moment, it’s fine. I had to go scrub my face and calm down for a minute after I talked to CPS, so I understand.”
     
    She stopped walking. It was a good enough excuse. Considering her other choice was to tell him, I was out shagging the piece of trash we hauled in earlier, she’d latch onto it. “Yeah, I was pretty upset. There, I said it. Can we just get back to the bus and finish our shift?”
     
    He put a hand on her shoulder, and she fought not to shake it off. But any sign of weakness, especially at the hospital, would only set her further back. “Sure, Susan. Let’s do it, and move on.”
     
    To Susan’s relief, there was nothing else major to deal with that night. She took a sleep aid and went to bed, waking up mostly refreshed the next morning. Unfortunately, her dreams had taken a wrong turn somewhere—they’d been plagued with so many vivid memories from the night before that she’d woken up aroused, her panties soaked. Damn that man!
     
    Jim Wade was nothing but a wolf who’d donned sheep’s clothing for the three seconds it took to get her in bed, and she was the lamb who’d fallen for it and let herself get eaten alive. She took a shower and scrubbed herself, as if she could remove his touch with soap and water. But as she ran her loofah over her hips, it only reminded her of his hands resting there as she took the initiative and rode him like a wanton fool.
     
    She screamed, the sound echoing against the tiles and ringing in her ears. She was going to be in a foul mood for a long time because of this one stupid mistake.
     
    It didn’t help knowing she was scheduled to attend a lunch-and-learn with some of her coworkers today, probably led by some doctor whose ego needed a garage door to get into a building. The topic was some crap that had to do with bedside manner and a gentle approach to combative patients. She laughed sarcastically at the idea.
     
    Of all the paramedics she knew, her bedside manner was the best. At the same time, she obviously couldn’t handle ‘combative patients’ if her first response was to sleep with them.
     
    Susan wondered if anyone would be able to read her and present her as a prime example of what not to do. And her newfound self-doubt was all courtesy of James Wade.
     
    She was already running late and resented that this was the way she had to spend her day off. When this little meet-and-greet was over, she decided, she would hit the gym and work off all this aggression.
     

CHAPTER TEN
                 
    Susan arrived at the small conference center a few minutes early and sat in the car, wrinkling her nose in disgust as she watched people enter the facility. She didn’t exactly like a lot of the other paramedics in her territory, but she had a much greater hatred for the rest of the medical community. She saw doctors with watches that cost more than her car laughing and strolling along without a care in the world.
     
    They’d probably just come from some elective