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“Whatever,” Hale grumbled and lay down on their side, putting their back to the room.
“I’m so sorry if some affection makes you feel even meaner!” Cassius shouted across the room.
Hale rolled off the bed. “All I want is to be left alone!”
Cassius hopped off his table. Even though he was favoring his right leg, he had both fists up, ready to fight. “I’m not the one who’s so eager to fight!”
“Stupid dickhead!” Hale wasn’t moving fast, clearly in pain too, but he was still trying to charge across the large room.
Palathum looked at Utharium. “It’s going to be a long evening.”
He sounded a rumble of agreement. “I’ll get Hale; will you speak to Cassius and try to calm him down?”
She echoed his rumble of agreement and walked back to Cassius. She heard Hale’s angry diatribe as Utharium carried them back to their exam table.
She forgot all about what she’d learned earlier as she and Utharium spent their time keeping the humans from fighting while they waited for Falkilm to do a much more thorough examination of Kiran than his wounds called for.
By the time it was all done, the fatigue she’d been battling took over, and she practically fell asleep on her feet.
Tomorrow she’d talk to Falkilm to confirm, then tell Utharium.
Chapter 20
Kiran
Kiran tried to get off the exam table again. “I’m perfectly fine. I don’t need to spend the night here.”
As he expected, Falkilm lifted him right back onto the table. “You took a blow to the head; you should be here under observation for the rest of the night.”
Kamie stood on the other side of the exam table. “Falkilm, he’s fine. Besides, I’ll be with him.”
“That’s not good enough,” Falkilm said, his voice was firm but gentle. “You might not notice soon enough if he’s having issues. I can’t risk it.”
“You can’t risk it?” Kiran asked. He rested his hands behind him and leaned back. He knew that showed off his lean, toned body, especially since Falkilm insisted on taking off his shirt to check for other injuries. He watched Falkilm’s eyes drop to take in his chest and muscled abdomen. “It’s my head, I should be allowed to do with it as I want to.”
Falkilm shook his head, as if trying to jog a thought out. “I meant that we can’t risk your health in any way. Not only because humans are rare, but because you’re part of a bonded pair. Kamie might sicken and die if anything happened to you.”
Kamie put her elbows on the table and rested her head in her hands. “I’d be really sad, but I don’t think I’d die.”
Kiran smirked down at her. “You wouldn’t die from missing me?”
“I’d cry,” she assured him with a grin.
He gave her a fond look. “How much?”
She gave him wide eyes and batted her eyelashes at him. “A lot. Lots of lots. I really like you. Almost as much as I like Ugarian sweet beans.”
He pretended to be impressed. “That much? Damn, I’m special.”
Falkilm sounded a questioning rumble. “I can’t believe you’re speaking of death so casually. Both of you need to take this more seriously.”
Kiran turned his attention back to Falkilm. “I’d take it seriously if it were a serious issue, but it isn’t. I got an elbow to the jaw. You’ve fixed my fat lip and the cut inside my mouth. My brain didn’t get rattled at all. You’re the one making this more than it is.”
Kamie made a humming sound. “Unless there’s another reason you want Kiran to stay, which is fine, but we’re a package deal. You don’t get one of us without the other.”
Kiran nodded. “What she said.”
They both liked the healer and had agreed that Falkilm was gorgeous and intriguing. They’d made their interest clear, but Falkilm was resisting all their efforts to get him into bed. They’d talked earlier today and decided that if the healer didn’t respond to their invitation soon, they’d walk away.
