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ears
combined with the single drop of sweat rolling down her back, were
clear indicators that she was heading into a full blown panic
attack. A few deep breaths did nothing to calm her nerves as sweat
broke out across her upper lip. The man holding her looked on
cautiously, obviously sensing her fear and confusion. In one swift
motion he pulled her onto his lap, where her legs fell on either
side of his thighs, leaving them positioned chest to chest. His
fingers wound into the hair at the sides of her head. He looked
deep into her eyes and crooned, “Breathe with me, mo chroi’ . Nice and
slow.”
    She took one breath and then the next, never breaking eye
contact, following his lead. The panic began to recede, her
shoulders began to relax. He smiled and she was rewarded with his
low rumble of approval, “That’s it, a
chumann , just breathe. You’re fine. Nothing
and no one will ever harm you again.”
    Then he spoke directly into her mind, offering further
reassurance, “Don’t worry; your name will
come back to you. You’ve been unconscious for quite a while. I’m
sure you just need time to adjust.”
    “Thank
you,” she answered aloud and took another long, deep breath. This
man with the compassionate eyes and soothing voice was like a drug.
A very potent, very addictive drug she already knew she never
wanted to be without.
    Devon,
that’s what he’d said his name was, spoke again, and his words
brought the reality of the situation into complete, unfiltered
focus. “You said you were abducted, right? And that you think it
was my friend,” he pointed to the man in the corner, “that did
it?”
    Her voice failing, she nodded, and the man from her nightmares
all but yelled, “It was not me. I think you better have Sam look at her again,
Dev. She must’ve hit her head or something when she was freaking
out.” His voice sounded different than she remembered. It was
deeper and held a bit more of an accent.
    Devon
turned and looked over his shoulder, “Aaron, relax, I’m trying to
figure this out. But maybe you’re right, she was really freaked.”
He winked at her as he swung his head around to look over the
opposite shoulder, “Sam, you wanna take a look? Make sure
everything’s okay?”
    The
pretty dark-haired woman slowly walked towards them. Devon smiled
and motioned as she stood at her bedside, “This is Sam. Actually,
Dr. Samantha Malone and she’s awesome. Is it okay if she just takes
a look real quick to check everything?”
    At the
prospect of being separated from him, her hands gripped his
forearms even tighter, making him chuckle. “It’s alright,
Sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere. Although I do think you’ll need
to get off my lap for Sam to have a good look at you.”
    The heat
from her blush warmed her cheeks and her eyes closed in
embarrassment. It was the doctor who spoke, easing her tension as
she lightly touched her shoulder, “Don’t worry. He’s just messing
with you. Get used to it. They’re all a bunch of overgrown
teenagers.”
    Giggling more to herself than the others, she loosened her
grip on his arms and started to crawl off his lap. In the next
second, she found herself back on the bed, sitting next to Devon.
Her eyes grew big as she looked up to find him smiling.
“ Damn , you’re
strong,” flew from her lips before she could stop them, and again
she blushed as her hand slapped over her mouth.
    Laughter
filled the room as Devon joked, “Why thank ya’, ma’am,” in what she
was sure was his best southern accent.
    Shaking
her head, Samantha reached for a weathered brown messenger bag and
pulled out a stethoscope, blood pressure cuff, and penlight. The
doctor knelt before her, motioning to Devon, “He’s just happy
you’re awake. You’ll have to excuse his goofiness; it’s a welcome
change from the worry. Now, let’s see what we’ve got going on
here.”
    The doctor’s words warmed her heart. I’m gonna need to get used to the teasing? He’s happy