spoke to the woman there. She pointed at Dallas and Mark and the man stared in their direction. He nodded and headed over to them with quick, long strides.
“Dallas Foreman?” he said.
“Yeah, that’s me,” Dallas responded. “And this is Mark Hayden.”
The man extended a huge hand to both of them. “Luke Rhodes. Griff’s sister Felicia called me.”
“Oh, right.” Dallas shook Luke’s hand and that was when he noticed that the other man’s left hand was missing. “You’re a friend of Griff’s?”
“Yeah.” Luke’s blue eyes were calm but Dallas could see that he was angry. “I’m local, so she called and asked me to drop by, see how things are going.”
“Griff’s still in surgery,” Mark said. “And his partner’s getting checked over now.”
Now Luke’s eyes were startled, surprised. “Selena? She’s hurt too?”
“Yeah.” Mark was equally surprised. “You know Selena?”
“Yeah.” Luke thought about that incredible kissing, about how she felt under him as she clung to his body with such need. “I do.”
“And Felicia didn’t tell you that she was also stabbed by the stalker?”
“Actually, Roxanna didn’t mention it when she called about Griff, so Felicia had no idea,” Dallas clarified. “We saw no sense in mentioning Selena’s private medical information and anyway, Felicia was so panicked and upset, it’d do no good for her to get all the bad news in one go.”
“But Selena’s OK?” Luke said.
“We don’t know,” Dallas said. “She was stabbed in the chest and was having trouble breathing, but that’s all we got right now.”
Luke sucked in air. “Fuck. And Griff? How bad?”
“Bad,” Mark said quietly. “He got stabbed in the neck and lost a lot of blood, but Selena managed to slow it down. She may well have saved his life.”
“So… wait.” Luke shook his head, trying to keep up. “So Selena was stabbed in the chest but she was still conscious?”
“More than that,” Dallas said. “She got her bleeding self up off the ground and shot the fucker who stabbed her. Then she got the principal to safety. Then she took care of her partner. Nobody even knew how bad she was hurt until she passed out… after Griff had been taken away and after the stalker had received medical attention.”
“Goddamn,” Luke said gruffly. His already-sky-high estimation of the woman went up another dozen notches or so. “She’s unbelievable.”
“Uh-huh.”
Just then, a young doctor passed the waiting area, reading a chart. Right away, Mark recognized him as one of the doctors who had followed Selena’s gurney down the hall. Without any warning, Mark pounced.
“Doc? How’s Selena?”
He jumped a bit and peered up at them. “Oh. Oh, well… I’m just a resident. Doctor Innis will be here soon and he can fill you in better.”
“When?” Luke snapped. “When will Doctor Innis be here?”
“Uh, I’m not sure. Maybe ten minutes?”
“Fine,” Mark said. “Thanks.”
The younger man brightened. “The one thing I can tell you is that the silicone and gel definitely saved her life.”
Dallas, Mark and Luke gazed down at him from their massive heights.
“What?” Dallas said softly.
“Her breast forms,” the doctor explained. “The knife went through the left one and the resistance it provided slowed down the movement enough to make the stab wound much less deep. That prosthesis saved her life.”
The three men were very still. They shot each other looks, saw their own surprise reflected on the other men’s faces.
“Selena has prostheses?” Dallas said. “For her breasts?”
“Yes.” The doctor took in the shock and anger and he looked uncomfortable now. “You weren’t aware of her recent double mastectomy?”
“No.” Dallas was furious. “No, we had no fucking idea and who the hell are you, going around spouting off her confidential medical information to random men in a goddamn waiting room? Do you even know who we are to
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