never done those things with anyone else. You’re a jackass.” “Ok. I deserve that.” He rubbed her back, drawing her face toward his. “But please don’t walk out of here.” “I don’t know if I could.” She shook her head. “My body aches for you.” He couldn’t help but smile. “I feel the same way. It’s because you’re my mate. I’m yours.” “I don’t believe any of it.” He brushed a tear from her cheek. “You will.” She shoved against him until he had to let go. “I need some space, Jax. I think I should sleep at home tonight. I can’t stay with you. I can’t be near you.” “Because of my bear?” “No. I don’t know. Because of all of it.” “All right. I’ll drive you home. But I want to see you tomorrow.” “That’s going to be difficult. I have a twelve-hour shift tomorrow and the next three days. I work then go home and collapse. Sometimes I stay at the hospital and sleep.” “I’ll wait.” “You will?” She searched his eyes. “Whether you’re at the hospital, or I’m on a mission we’re always going to find our way back to each other. This is forever, Haley. I can wait a few days.” “I don’t know if that’s going to be enough.” It wasn’t the time to tell her their timetable was limited. He would give her what she needed now. Maybe it would bring her back to him faster. “Come on, I’ll take you home.”
17
Haley H aley filled a Styrofoam cup . She sat on the bench in the doctors’ lounge. It had been two days since Jax had dropped her off on her front porch. Life had flipped upside down. The only thing that made her feel grounded was work. She examined patients, prescribed medications, and slept. She extended her shifts, not wanting to go home. She didn’t know if she was worried he would be at the house waiting, or if she would be crushed if he wasn’t. The crazy sex humming that had coated her body had finally evaporated. It was easier to think without feeling like she was always on the verge of spiraling into another orgasm, but her craving for Jax hadn’t stopped. She wanted to know where he was. She wanted to hear his voice. She wanted to feel his lips on hers. She wanted his hands on her hips. She tipped the coffee to her lips and spit it back in the cup. It tasted strange and the smell made her stomach turn. She tossed it in the trash. None of it made sense. It was scientifically impossible for a man to be a bear. The two couldn’t co-exist inside one being. The night Jax took her home she had spent hours researching animal shifter myths and legends. She checked every medical journal she had packed in her closet. She jumped into online forums. Anything that would lend to the possibility that there was an ounce of truth in what he had told her. But every possible lead took her into a fantasy land that she wasn’t willing to accept. She walked to the nurses’ station and pulled a clipboard from the top stack. “You have a patient in room one,” Michelle called over the counter. “What’s that smirk for?” she asked. “Let’s just say I’d like to take his vitals.” “Oh, good grief.” Haley pulled her hair on top of her head, before charging into the room. The chart was practically blank. The patient was listed as John Doe. The injury was a six-inch laceration to the arm. “Ok, Mr. Doe, I’m Dr. Manning. Let’s take a look at your arm.” She closed the door behind her and looked at the man in the bed. “Hi, doc.” Jax smiled. “What are you doing here?” “I had an injury.” She pursed her lips together. “I thought you said you were going to give me some space.” “I did. I am. But I thought it might help if you had a little scientific evidence.” She sat on the stool next to the bed and rolled toward him. “And what is that?” “See my arm?” She looked at the firm muscles in his bicep and had to stop herself from licking her lips. He was built of nothing but solid