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"Try to get in touch with the other doctors in the study. See if we can find similar discrepancies.”
"What if they don't cooperate? What if they are on the payroll?"
Tyson shrugged. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
I smiled. "Thank you for coming back. You didn't have to.”
"You didn't give me much choice.”
"Sorry." Then I added, "For everything.”
He gave a nod of acknowledgment, but I felt I needed to say more.
"It's hard for me to apologize for something I don't remember doing," I said. "But if I had it all to do over again, I wouldn't have left you in the dark.”
"I'm sure you had no choice."
"We always have a choice. We might not like the alternatives, but there's always a choice.”
There was a long moment of silence as the boat rolled with the waves.
"How do I make it up to you? I mean, an apology means nothing without an offer to make it right.”
"We can't change the past.”
"The future hasn't happened yet," I said in a flirty tone that held possibilities.
Tyson's eyes narrowed with interest. "What exactly did you have in mind?”
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TYSON
“Just hear me out,” Savannah said with that mischievous glimmer in her eyes that I knew all too well. “This would be strictly for scientific purposes.”
“Scientific?” I said in a doubtful voice. I knew where this was going, and I can’t say that I was opposed.
Savannah scooted closer. She looked up at me with those big green eyes that were like kryptonite. Her silky words drifted from her lips in a breathy tone that could make a man lose all sense of reason. “I was thinking that maybe we could… spark some memories. Who knows what might come flooding back to me?”
“Are you sure that’s such a good idea?” I said, trying not to sound too eager.
“I guess you’re right. We should probably just keep it professional. I wouldn’t want to stir up trouble.”
She wanted to stir up trouble.
Savannah kept staring up at me, her full lips beckoning. The soft moonlight glowed her skin. The little devil looked angelic.
“I guess I don’t mind a little trouble.”
Savannah smirked. “I didn’t figure you for the type to back away from a challenge.”
“You’ve always been that,” I said as she closed in for the kill.
Our lips collided, and our tongues danced. It was everything I had remembered and more. Passion surged, and I pulled her close. It had been years, but that gap closed in an instant. It was just as it was—like we’d never been apart—but somehow fresh and new.
Emotions swelled as we made out in the cockpit. My heart pulsed, and her touch tingled my skin. I breathed in the fresh smell of her hair. Desire flourished, as did dread. I didn’t want to fall for her again. But it was too late. That train had already left the station. I was just along for the ride.
And it was a helluva ride.
