Page 77 of Defying the Relic Hunter

“I banished a bunch of angry ghosts, got hit in the head by a big ass mirror and ended up going toe-to-toe with Asmoday. Just another day in the life of a ghost whisperer.”

“I see.” Shrek ran the scanner over me. “Ten minutes in the regen tube will heal your injuries.” He handed me a blue jumpsuit with sensors on it. “Please put this on.”

I looked around. “Where’s the changing room?”

“Shrek has seen a nude female before,” Ethan said.

“Maybe, but I’m the shy type.”

A sigh escaped Shrek. “I will step out. Once you have the jumpsuit on, please climb inside the open tube. It will close automatically.”

“Ok.”

Shrek left.

I hit an icon on my bracelet. My armor shrank away. “Do I keep the belt on?”

“No.” Ethan took it off. “I’ll hang on to it.”

I scrambled into the jumpsuit. “Which tube?”

“This one.” Ethan picked me up and placed me inside it. “Relax, it’s painless.”

“Good to know.” The lid closed and a thick white mist swirled around me.

“Is Qa’a joining our treasure hunt?”

Ethan grimaced. “God, I hope not.”

“Me too. He gives me the willies.” My killer headache suddenly vanished along with all my aches and pains. The regen tube was worth its weight in gold. The Dragos clan had been trying to steal one for years.

“Feeling better?” Ethan placed his hand on the lid.

I put my hand under his. “I am.” A tremor shook me. So much had happened in such a short time. I needed Ethan’s touch. I needed to feel the warmth of his body against mine. I needed to chase away the memories of my battle with the ghosts and how close I had come to dying. “Think we have time for a shower and some dirty dancing?”

A wicked smile curved Ethan’s mouth. “I think that can be arranged and I’ll help wash the blood out of your hair.”

“My lady parts are dirty too.”

Ethan examined my body carefully. “Very dirty.”

The lid slid back.

Ethan scooped me up and headed for the decontamination chamber.

“Where are you going? I need to scan Kizzy again,” Shrek trotted after us.

“My mate needs a shower.”

I peeked over Ethan’s shoulder. “And some chocolate after I’ve cleaned up. Please.”

Shrek regarded his scanner with amusement. “Your pheromones are quite elevated.” He turned back to the exam room.

In record time, Ethan was naked, and he had my jumpsuit off.

“Whoa, big guy. Shower first, then the dirty dancing.”

Ethan took my lips in a devastating blend of hunger and gentleness. “Whatever my lady wishes.”

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