Page 40 of Bound By Fire


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“I’mDr. Keller.”

His eyes narrow and his jaw tightens. He has the most masculine jaw I have ever seen on a man.

My stomach is doing flip-flops. My clit, too. I’m sure my nipples have tightened. My body remembers him.

No. No. No.

“You’reDr. R. Keller?” He sounds like he doesn’t believe me. “TheDr. Keller. Head of Shifter Medicine?”

I nod.

“So the R stands for Robyn. Shit!” he curses under his breath. “I’m not stalking you, and as to your first question, how did I find you?” He lifts his brows. “It wouldnothave been hard to find you after our hook-up on account of knowing where you live.”

“Oh! Right.” My cheeks are hot. I’m sure they’re red.

He remembers my name.

I spend far too long staring at his mouth before my brain starts firing again.

He’s in a suit that was clearly made for him because it fits like a glove. It’s the kind of tailoring that doesn’t hide the body inside it so much as mold to it. His hair has grown out since I last saw him. It’s longer…right down his back. He’s clean-shaven instead of lightly stubbled.

But it’s him.

It’s him!

Ink travels out of his cuff and down the back of his hand. I licked the swirls on his chest. I know what he looks like naked, and it’s freaking spectacular.

Get it together, Robyn.

“Why are you here, exactly?” I finally manage to say.

He takes a step forward.

“I run Security Central.”

“Okay. I see. Aside from stalking, what brings you here today, Ridge?”

“I’mnotstalking you. Can we move on from that, please?”

I clear my throat. “Fine. Why are you here? Because know that I don’t like it one bit. This is my place of business.”

He watches me closely. “Well, that’s good, because I’m here on business. Do you always come in to work this late?”

“Excuse me?”

“Do you run on your own schedule, Dr. Keller? Is it normal for you to come into work so late?”

I gape at him for a few seconds. Because…is he for real? Then I pull myself together.

“It’s hardly late. I’m sorry. If not for stalking purposes, why exactly are you asking about my schedule?”

He growls and scrubs a hand over his face. “I thought we agreed to drop the stalker bullshit.”

“I’ll drop it when you stop asking me personal questions and start telling me your reason for being here. Otherwise, I’ll be forced to make assumptions you may not like much.”

“I am the Commander of Draig Security. I’m here because your facility is the first of eleven locations the Council has flagged as under-protected. I’ve been tasked with bringing each of them up to standard, starting with this hospital.”

I’m working to catch up. “What do you mean by under-protected? Do you know something I don’t know?”