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wearing a stitch of clothing from what he could see.
    “Don’t you think you ought to put something on? A nightgown or something?” He set the flowers on the nightstand and handed her the pills.
    “I don’t wear T -shirts to bed.”
    For a moment , he hoped she was getting her memory back. His heart sped up. The truth could finally come out. “You remember?”
    She wrinkled her forehead. “No, I don’t remember. Not for sure. But wearing a T-shirt to bed makes me feel like I’ve gone to bed in my outdoor clothes. I’d prefer something short and slippery.”
    Yeah, just like the nightie she’d been wearing when he’d found her nearly dead. He strode to the dresser and pulled a drawer open, then another. After searching through all of them, he assumed the female agent who packed for Jenny must not have thought anything she wore at night would be modest enough to wear around the male agents who would protect her.
    “It seems that’s all you packed for the trip, Jenny.”
    “You don’t know? Is that all I’ve ever worn to bed?”
    “I guess I hadn’t noticed.” Like that could have been anywhere near the truth. Anything she wore caught his attention, even the baggy T-shirt she had worn earlier. As soon as he made the comment, he knew it was a major mistake.
    “Are you gay?”
    “Pardon?” He had heard what she had accused him of, but how in the world had he given her that impression? Just the way he kissed her in the ocean should have given her a clue as to how his body reacted to hers.
    “I wondered if you’d just figured out you weren’t physically attracted to me. Hell, maybe you and Dale have a thing going.” Her voice sounded resigned, tired, slightly miffed. She shrugged. “I don’t know.”
    He tried not to sound annoyed. “No, I’m not gay.” And he had no intention of proving it to her either, as much as he wanted to. Then he noticed she still had the pills in the palm of her hand and realized she didn’t have anything to drink to wash them down. “I’ll get some water for you.”
    “Make it a drink, something hard.”
    He tried to ig nore her words and the frustration in her voice as he exited the bedroom. He frowned at Dale who grinned at him big time. “What?” He crossed the floor to the kitchen.
    “I think that might be the solution to our problem.”
    Allan yanked a cabinet door open and reached for a glass. “What’s that?”
    “You say you’re gay. We’ll work up a quickie divorce, and the boss will send Randy Stevens to replace you.”
    “Over my dead body.”
    “What? You don’t want to say you’re gay? Or you don’t want Randy to take your place?”
    Allan dropped the glass in the sink by accident. Instantly, it shattered into several pieces of blue glass fragments. “Damn it, Dale.”
    Dale chuckled. “Randy’s on his way here already. The boss feels you’re losing it on this case. Guess the divorce shook you up worse than you’ve been letting on. And your rescuing Jenny hasn’t helped matters one bit. You’re too emotionally involved in this case. Randy will step in, pretend to be an old friend or something, and help her to recover her memories. Then she can tell us why Thurman latched on to her.”
    Dale reached into the cabinet to get another glass while Allan cleaned up the broken one in the sink. “Was this for Jenny?”
    “Yeah, she needs some water so she can take the medicine.”
    “You gave her the prescription medicine, right?”
    Allan nodded. “It’ll help her sleep.”
    Dale poured some water from the fridge water dispenser, then headed for the bedroom.
    Allan dropped the fragments of glass in the sink and dashed after Dale. He grabbed his arm, and retrieved the glass of water from him. “I’ll take it to her.”
    “I’m not after your girl, Allan.”
    “She’s naked.” Allan hurried to the room, and closed the door in Dale’s face, not waiting to see his friend’s reaction.
    Jenny’s eyes were closed as she lay nestled against