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“Then there’s no problem with having Nurse Guyer accompany me?” Brian’s dark brows were drawn together, and his lips formed a tight, thin line.
“No, of course not. We have a full complement of medical personnel here to assist you, but I understand she is your…companion, as well as your nurse.”
Robin’s face warmed with a blush. How on earth did Phelps know that? Or was it just a guess? She straightened her shoulders and stared at the man. How dare he judge her? She would not let some snooty English guy make her feel bad for what she did. She and Brian had an…arrangement.
“Yes, she is,” Brian said. “So, Phelps, now that we’re here, what’s next?”
“We’ll start tomorrow morning. First, a few medical tests.” He waved his hand in a dismissive manner. His fingernails were polished. “Then a slight modification. A tiny transistor will be placed in your brain.”
Robin stiffened. “Is that necessary? Poking around in Br—Mr. Wakefield’s brain. Isn’t that dangerous?”
Wakefield gave a dry chuckle. “Not at all, my dear. We’ve done it many times. Everything will be explained as we go along. A bit of training, test your powers, then off you’ll go.”
“Go?” Brian asked, “Where?”
“Europe. But all will be explained later.”
“I don’t have a passport.” The words exploded out of Robin’s mouth before she had a chance to think. Heck, maybe she wasn’t even supposed to go with Brian, maybe they’d send her back to California. That thought made her sad.
“Not a problem, Ms. Guyer. I’ll take care of that in the morning.” He shot the cuff of his black sleeve and glanced at a massive watch on his wrist. “It’s seven-fifteen now. Dinner is at eight, so why don’t you let Wells show you to your rooms so you can freshen up? When you’re ready, come here and we’ll have a glass of sherry before dinner.”
“Ma’am, sir, if you’ll come with me.”
Robin almost jumped out of her skin. Wells stood at her elbow, so close she could smell the faint odor of his cologne. Had he been there all along? Creepy.
Brian nodded, so she followed Wells down the hallway then to a smaller one until he came to an open door.
“Mr. Wakefield, this is your suite. Ms. Guyer, you’re right next door.”
Robin didn’t want to be alone but figured she’d just scoot into Brian’s room at bedtime.
“I trust you can find your way back to the library?”
“Yes, we’re fine,” Brian said.
Wells gave a slight bow and silently glided away.
“Go check out your room, Robin.” He gave her a quick pat on her butt as she walked by.
The bedroom, done in shades of yellow and blue, looked like something out of a decorating magazine. All ruffles and flowery materials, it was not to her taste, but for a temporary place to sleep it was fine. She preferred more modern décor, but was delighted to find a large claw-footed tub in the attached bathroom. She would definitely have a long soak in the tube before bed.
Her suitcase had been unpacked and everything hung or put in drawers. She could get used to service like this, and the view out the picture window nearly took her breath. She stood overlooking a garden and Olympic-sized pool. Damn, she hadn’t brought a bathing suit.
“How do you like your room?”
Brian’s voice startled her. He’d entered through the door connecting their rooms.
“It’s a little chintzy for me, but clean, and I won’t be here that long.” I hope . “How are you feeling? Want a backrub before dinner?”
“I’d love one.” He tilted his head from side to side. “My neck’s stiff from the long plane ride, but we don’t have time.” He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Later, though, I’ll expect the full body massage.” He reached out and brushed a bit of errant hair off her forehead. “You ready to go to dinner?”
“Give me five minutes. I’ll meet you in the hallway, okay?”
“Just come into my room. I’ll wait
“Then there’s no problem with having Nurse Guyer accompany me?” Brian’s dark brows were drawn together, and his lips formed a tight, thin line.
“No, of course not. We have a full complement of medical personnel here to assist you, but I understand she is your…companion, as well as your nurse.”
Robin’s face warmed with a blush. How on earth did Phelps know that? Or was it just a guess? She straightened her shoulders and stared at the man. How dare he judge her? She would not let some snooty English guy make her feel bad for what she did. She and Brian had an…arrangement.
“Yes, she is,” Brian said. “So, Phelps, now that we’re here, what’s next?”
“We’ll start tomorrow morning. First, a few medical tests.” He waved his hand in a dismissive manner. His fingernails were polished. “Then a slight modification. A tiny transistor will be placed in your brain.”
Robin stiffened. “Is that necessary? Poking around in Br—Mr. Wakefield’s brain. Isn’t that dangerous?”
Wakefield gave a dry chuckle. “Not at all, my dear. We’ve done it many times. Everything will be explained as we go along. A bit of training, test your powers, then off you’ll go.”
“Go?” Brian asked, “Where?”
“Europe. But all will be explained later.”
“I don’t have a passport.” The words exploded out of Robin’s mouth before she had a chance to think. Heck, maybe she wasn’t even supposed to go with Brian, maybe they’d send her back to California. That thought made her sad.
“Not a problem, Ms. Guyer. I’ll take care of that in the morning.” He shot the cuff of his black sleeve and glanced at a massive watch on his wrist. “It’s seven-fifteen now. Dinner is at eight, so why don’t you let Wells show you to your rooms so you can freshen up? When you’re ready, come here and we’ll have a glass of sherry before dinner.”
“Ma’am, sir, if you’ll come with me.”
Robin almost jumped out of her skin. Wells stood at her elbow, so close she could smell the faint odor of his cologne. Had he been there all along? Creepy.
Brian nodded, so she followed Wells down the hallway then to a smaller one until he came to an open door.
“Mr. Wakefield, this is your suite. Ms. Guyer, you’re right next door.”
Robin didn’t want to be alone but figured she’d just scoot into Brian’s room at bedtime.
“I trust you can find your way back to the library?”
“Yes, we’re fine,” Brian said.
Wells gave a slight bow and silently glided away.
“Go check out your room, Robin.” He gave her a quick pat on her butt as she walked by.
The bedroom, done in shades of yellow and blue, looked like something out of a decorating magazine. All ruffles and flowery materials, it was not to her taste, but for a temporary place to sleep it was fine. She preferred more modern décor, but was delighted to find a large claw-footed tub in the attached bathroom. She would definitely have a long soak in the tube before bed.
Her suitcase had been unpacked and everything hung or put in drawers. She could get used to service like this, and the view out the picture window nearly took her breath. She stood overlooking a garden and Olympic-sized pool. Damn, she hadn’t brought a bathing suit.
“How do you like your room?”
Brian’s voice startled her. He’d entered through the door connecting their rooms.
“It’s a little chintzy for me, but clean, and I won’t be here that long.” I hope . “How are you feeling? Want a backrub before dinner?”
“I’d love one.” He tilted his head from side to side. “My neck’s stiff from the long plane ride, but we don’t have time.” He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Later, though, I’ll expect the full body massage.” He reached out and brushed a bit of errant hair off her forehead. “You ready to go to dinner?”
“Give me five minutes. I’ll meet you in the hallway, okay?”
“Just come into my room. I’ll wait
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