sharply. “I don’t, so don’t even bother trying to pry it out of me.”
Smirking, he knowingly wiggled a golden-brown brow. “Right, and I guess I shouldn’t ask why Reyes just had you pinned against the wall in the entryway. I’m no expert in physical relationships, but it sure did seem like you two had more going on between you than just talking.” She glared at him. “I’ve never seen you in a compromising position, Dr. Shaw, so that must mean Reyes is—”
“Stop it, Zane,” she cut him off. “I’m not going to talk about it, so stop digging.”
“Sure thing.” He nodded, putting his palms up in a gesture of surrender. “Then maybe I shouldn’t tell you that he just left, saying something about needing to talk with Dominic, but that he’d be right back and he gave specific instructions that you were not to leave this lab for any reason.”
Reyes left? Where is he going? Why would he leave? He promised…
She stood abruptly, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk. “He did what?” she snapped. “He said he wouldn’t leave, said he would stay to make sure I was protected.”
Zane chuckled, eyeing her as if he had just figured out every detail of what she was desperate to keep to herself. “Since when do you need protecting, Megan?” His golden-brown eyes focused on her. “Besides, he told me he wouldn’t be gone long, and that if anything happened to you while he was away, he would personally remove my balls from my body in a most unpleasant fashion. I must confess that I like my testicles where they are so I guess I’m your protection now.”
Megan huffed out a breath, slamming her weight back down in the chair. Shaking her head, she said, “This is so not good.”
“Should I even bother asking what you’re having a coronary over?”
Licking her bottom lip, she stared down at the manila folder on her desk, flicking the edge of the papers inside with the tip of her finger. She was bewildered by everything she felt and hated that there was no apparent way out. She couldn’t escape Dominic or Reyes because they would simply track her down like hunted prey. She was trapped like a caged animal preparing to be led to slaughter.
“Everything started because of this damn virus.” She picked up the folder and stared at it. “I’ve never been so uncertain in my life, and I don’t know what to do about it.” Meeting Zane’s curious gaze, she told him, “I think the mating bond has finally taken hold of me, and I can’t do a damn thing to resist it, no matter how hard I try. Trust me, I’m trying everything.”
“That’s great news, Megan.” He pinched his brow tight as all of her words registered. “Wait, why would you want to resist it?”
Her jaw flexed under the tension of her compressing muscles. “I never wanted the mating bond to affect me as it does the other members of our species. I don’t want some damn chemical that our bodies release to be the only reason a man wants to be with me. There must be something more than carnal pleasures.”
“Megan, you’re a doctor. You know that the instinct just gives the mating pair a chance to recognize each other, but the bonding is more than that. It’s the opportunity to build a relationship, to learn about each other. Consider the awareness of your mate like muddling through you first date. Now that you know you both share physical chemistry and a common bond, you can work on the other stuff.”
Megan giggled, wiping a firm hand over her face. “That sounds all good and wonderful, Zane, and so perfectly rehearsed, but what if the chemistry released is coming from two different men?”
“What?”
“You heard me. According to what I’m feeling, I should be mating with both Dominic and Reyes.”
Zane leaned back in his chair, his jaw twitching from the tension of his unspoken thoughts. Eyes shifting back to hers, he said, “Let me get this straight. You’re complaining because you have two men who find you
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