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You
answered all of my questions earlier,” the mother
replied.
    “ Great. I’m going to let
you get dressed. Make sure to stop by the reception area to check
out.” She shook both of their hands. “It was a pleasure meeting
you.”
    Raven opened the door, and collided
into a white-coated chest. Her hands rested on pure hardness that
radiated strength and power from him. Strength and power that she
could only imagine handling her exactly how she wanted in the
bedroom or wherever. He seemed the type of man that could get busy
whenever or wherever need be, considering he’d mentioned laying her
out on the desk in her office. She hadn’t been able to sleep for
the past two nights with that comment lodged in her
brain.
    “ Excuse me, Dr. Phillips.”
Her hands balled into fists when she realized they were still
pressed against him. She immediately jerked them away, placing them
in the pockets of her white coat.
    “ Sorry,” he said as his
eyes roamed over her before they settled on her face with a knowing
gleam. “Um … I was just going into the supply room.” He took out
his keys and stepped toward the door across the hall from her exam
room.
    “ While you’re in there, can
you get me a box of hand sanitizer? I’m almost out.” She turned to
walk down the hall, but he gently grabbed her hand and pulled her
into the room with him.
    “ What?” she whispered as
Armand closed the door.
    He grinned. “Why are you whispering?
There’s no rule against us being in the supply room. You need hand
sanitizer, don’t you?”
    Heat rushed over her face. A part of
her was glad that was the only reason he pulled her into the room,
but another part of her actually thought he was going to extinguish
the fire that blazed in her when she ran into him. Correction. That
had blazed in her since their tryst in his apartment.
    “ Yes … I just …” She raked
her hair behind her ears. “I just thought you could grab them for
me, Dr. Phillips.” She tried to concentrate on the task of
breathing, but she wasn’t having any luck.
    The side of his mouth etched into a
grin. “You have a patient waiting?”
    He stepped closer, and she moved back
with a gulp, finding herself against a shelf.
    “ No.”
    He reached his hand out, and she
sucked in her breath. She thought he was about to caress her face,
but instead his arm passed her and slid something down from the
shelf above her. Backing out of her personal space, he handed her a
box.
    “ Do you need more than one?
There’re four containers in here.”
    She glanced at the box of hand
sanitizer in her hands and realized how paranoid she’d been.
Apparently he was keeping his promise of not mixing business with
pleasure. Deep down, she wanted to forget they’d agreed to
it.
    “ No.” Relief swept over
her, and her breathing relaxed. “This should be plenty.”
    “ Anything else you need
while we’re here?”
    Was that a trick
question?
    “ I’ll look around,” Raven
said, setting the box on a swivel chair, feeling much better and
comfortable. She laughed at the thought of them actually making out
in the supply room. She didn’t even know why that notion had
crossed her mind in the first place. Oh wait, it was because the
night in his apartment hadn’t left her mind, or that sensitive spot
that made her a woman.
    She took a few moments to browse the
shelves and rack her brain for any other supplies her three
examination rooms were almost out of. They were usually well
stocked, thanks to the medical assistants, but she had a habit of
overusing sanitizer. She glanced at Armand, who stood by the door,
and she grabbed a box of gloves.
    “ Am I keeping you from
something?” she asked, wondering why he was just standing there
watching her and not gathering whatever it was he
needed.
    “ Nope.” Armand shrugged
nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets. “I have a conference
call with the board in an hour, so I’m good. Take your
time.”
    She glanced around the small