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treatment room.” She tilted her head back, closing her eyes against the bright ceiling lights. They’d blinded her that night. “He had to cut away the dying flesh on my foot, get ahead of the decay and the virus. There wasn’t time for anesthetic because the infection would spread through my bloodstream faster than the local anesthetic would. He managed it well, having put a tourniquet on below my knee to slow down blood flow just in case he’d have to amputate. My foot didn’t have a chance to heal right with that precaution.”
    “Fast thinking.” There was approval in Seth’s voice, rather than pity.
    Good. She couldn’t have withstood pity. The tears would have fallen and then she’d end up a crying mess.
    “Brian’s always been a genius under pressure.” She brought her head back to rights, opening her eyes to look Seth in the face. “So there, you have my story. After my mum and brother died, I couldn’t afford our flat and Brian had already done so much, I didn’t want him to worry. All our other friends had the sense and the money to leave before the barricades started turning people back. Seemed perfect to squat in the apartments above the clinic until I’d saved enough to get a little place of my own. Save me the walk to and from work too.”
    Her try at a funny fell flat. Somehow, she couldn’t even fake a small smile.
    “You shouldn’t be by yourself.” Seth frowned.
    As handsome as the man was, she liked him better when he smiled. Though it appeared he didn’t smile often. His face seemed to find its way to a frown too easily. Surprise sparked in his eyes when a smile found its way across his lips. “I’m not alone, per say.”
    He snarled then. Startled, she added quickly, “There’s another squatter family or two up there in different apartments. One family has a pair of little kids. They don’t come down here, but they make do up there and don’t bring any harm to anyone.”
    As quickly as the fierce anger flared up, it faded away. She watched his eyes turn back from gold to brilliant blue, fascinated.
    “What are you looking at?” He still sounded angry.
    “What had you so riled up?” She tossed a question right back in return.
    She hadn’t expected him to step closer, so close she had to sit up straight and tilt her head back to maintain eye contact.
    He stared at her for a long moment, then touched her hair. He took a single lock in one hand and held it up to his nose, taking a deep breath before letting it go. Her heart kicked into high gear.
    Then he used the same hand to trace the line of her jaw. “I didn’t like the idea of anyone, especially a single male, living near where you slept.”
    She parted her lips but wasn’t sure how to answer that.
    Seth solved the issue for her by crossing the little remaining distance between them and closing his mouth over hers.
    * * *
    She tasted sweet with a hint of spice—her lips incredibly soft under his.
    Encouraged when Maisie didn’t pull away, Seth raised his hand to cup the back of her head and deepened the kiss. He explored her mouth in gentle sweeps, happy when she returned with timid explorations of her own. Letting her up for air, he nipped at her lower lip then sucked at the fullest part. Teasing, he continued that way until she made a noise of frustration and caught his upper lip between her own teeth in a gentle bite.
    He tightened his fingers around a handful of her hair and turned her head slightly for a better angle, ducking low to nuzzle her neck. She didn’t struggle but her pulse fluttered at the delicate curve of her neck and her arousal scented the air. He kissed her pulse point and then her jaw before brushing his lips over hers. When she parted her lips for him, he took the invitation without hesitation and took her mouth in a deep kiss.
    Her hands tugged at either side of his waist and he allowed her to pull him closer, snug between her legs. Releasing her hair, he let his own hands roam over her