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God, I really do love that woman.

More than love her. I want her beside me every moment of the day. My body instinctively follows her to the bathroom and she’s already washing her hands. She’s completely naked and doesn’t seem bothered by it. Good. She should never be worried about what she looks like in front of me.

I wrap my hands over her shoulders and lean down to kiss her. She throws her arms around my neck and groans. I love how she makes that sound every time I kiss her like this.

Her ass feels just as good as it did a moment ago. She sighs and pushes me away. “I’ve got to shower.”

“That’s a great idea. I’ll join you.”

“I don’t know how that’s going to work. It’s tight in there.”

I raise my eyebrow, ready to make a snide remark, but change my mind.

Instead, I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist. “Oh, I’m sure I can make it work, baby. Even if I have to lick you clean myself.”

“Casey!” she says and buries her face in my shoulder.

I’m not joking though, and the thought already makes me hard.

“Isn’t it like three hours to San Diego?” she asks between kisses.

“Two,” I say.

“Oh. Then I guess we can take our time.”

“Baby, I wasn’t rushing anyway.”

*

We don’t leave for San Diego for another two hours since Sage insisted we have breakfast.

I don’t let go of her hand in the car. I find myself reaching for her every time she’s near. Her skin is soft underneath my thumb and I bring her hand up to my lips for a quick kiss.

“I never knew you were such a romantic,” she says.

“I’m not.”

She grins at me. “Okay.”

“Really,” I say. “I’ve never been like this. I don’t know. It just feels different. I mean, this is different.”

She nods and our eyes lock. “This is different for me, too.”

We make it to San Diego in just under two hours. We find the hospital quickly thanks to GPS, park, and walk to the hospital’s information desk.

“We’re looking for Dr. Gregory Lukes,” I say to the woman at the desk.

“Do you have an appointment?”

“No. I don’t. But I was hoping he could see me.”

She smiles condescendingly. “I’m sorry. Dr. Lukes is very busy. He doesn’t just take walk-ins.”

Sage steps in front and smiles just as condescendingly. “Hey, I know you’re doing your job, but you might want to give Dr. Lukes a call. I think he would be very interested in working with this particular walk-in.”

Her smile turns into a sneer. “I really don’t think so.”

“Do you want to take that chance?” asks Sage.