Page 15 of The Naughty One
“We’re both doctors, and we both have access to, um, tests. You’re right, this isn’t sexy, but what I’m leading to is,hopefully.”
“And what’sthat?”
“I want to feel you. Really feel you when I’m inside you. I want to know that when we’re doing rounds, you’re carrying my seed around with you. Does that sound selfish? I don’t mean it to, I just … I want to be close to you. Oh, damn, I sound like a creep. I’m not explaining thiswell.”
Romy shook her head. “No, but I understand what you’re trying to get at. And I want that too.” She leaned into him and nuzzled his nose with hers. “Skin on skin,” she said in a low, chocolatey voice, “you and me, together.” She slid her hand onto his groin, feeling him hardeningagain.
“Damn, woman, how come I couldn’t put it likethat?”
Romy chuckled. “Dr.Allende?”
“Yes?”
“When we get back to your apartment tonight, I’m going to suck youdry.”
With that, Romy grinned, picked up her files, and headed for the door. “By the way,” she said to Blue, who was waiting until his hard-on dissipated, “I had a full work-up last year in New York. I’m clean as a whistle, so to speak. Your move,Doc.”
She blew him a kiss and left him in thecloset.
Romy was still grinningwhen she was called to the emergency room forty-five minutes later. A nervous young intern came to find her. “Hi, Dr. Sasse, I’m sorry to call you personally but there’s a patient asking for you. He’s in curtainsix.”
“Name?”
“He won’t give meit.”
Romy’s heart began to thump unpleasantly.Surely, not.Surely Dacre hadn’t found her already? She smoothed her face out and nodded at the intern. “No problem, I’ll seehim.”
For one awful moment before she pulled back the curtain, she imagined it was her violent ex-husband, that he would lunge for, get his hands around her throat, choke the life out ofher.
The relief when she saw the patient was immense, and she smiled at the man, who was cradling a bloody hand. He smiled at her. “Dr.Sasse?”
“That’s me,Mr. …?”
The man grinned, his handsome face lighting up, his blue eyes intense. “Eames. Hey, Romy, I’m Gaius, your soon-to-bestepbrother.”
Her eyebrows shot up as she searched for a resemblance to Blue and definitely saw it, now that she was looking for it. The high cheeks and sculpted jaw were apparently genetic. “Hey, well, hey,” she stammered and then laughed. “Wow, you caught me off guard. Nice to meet you at last, even ifunexpectedly.”
Gaius held his hand up. “I was careless while fixing mycar.”
“Let’s take alook.”
Romy pulled up a chair and took his hand. “You didn’t want to see Dr.Allende?”
“I wanted to meet you. Something good to come out of this.Ouch.”
“Sorry.” Romy examined the nasty gash. “Well, it’s deep, but you won’t need surgery. I’ll clean it and give you some local anesthetic. Then we can stitch the wound, or even glueit.”
Gaius nodded, his eyes never leaving her face. “Thank you,Romy.”
As she worked, he asked her questions about her work. “Do you work closely withBlue?”
Was there an edge to his voice? She kept her tone neutral. “Well, he is our General Surgery attending, and that’s my chosen specialty. It’s strange to think he’ll be my brothersoon.”
“I bet. I didn’t think to ask Dad … have they settled on a weddingdate?”
“I don’t think so, but Mom’s being really secretive about it. Lord knows why; she’s not usually shy about anything. Of course, your father’s divorce isn’t quite final yet, so there’s that toconsider.”
Gaius laughed. “Secrets are overrated. Do you have any secrets, Dr. Sasse?” His voice dropped lower, quieter, and Romy flushed, not out of pleasure, butawkwardness.
