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“Weird, I know.”
“But sort of cool.” She stroked his hair. “You need to rest, honey. I can see how tired you are.”
“I don’t really want to,” he grumbled.
But his healing body didn’t give him a choice. As if she’d commanded it, the weight of sleep dragged him under to the stroke of her hands on his hair, his face. He knew nothing more for quite a while.
* * *
Jacee was dozing again when Mac came into the room.
“Hey,” the doc said softly, “you awake?”
“Barely.” Sitting up, Jacee wiped her face.
“How’s our patient?” Mac glanced toward Micah, who was sleeping.
“As well as can be, considering.”
Mac busied herself checking his vitals, then addressed Jacee. “He’s doing pretty well. By the way, I’ve got the lab results back on those leftovers you brought to us last night.”
“With everything that’s happened, I’d almost forgotten about them! What were the results?”
“Well, your coyote’s nose was correct—the food was laced with rat poison, something anyone can buy at any supply store. With your shifter biology, the stuff would’ve made you sick, but it wouldn’t have killed either of you.”
“So the crime wasn’t very well thought-out,” Jacee mused. “Sounds almost like an afterthought, like he had the opportunity and did it on a whim.”
“Well, I’m a doctor, not a cop, so I couldn’t say. But that sounds about right.” The doc tucked her stethoscope back into the pocket of her coat. “Anyway, I’ll let Nick and the sheriff know the results.”
“Thanks. Any idea when he might be released?” Jacee glanced at Micah, who was still totally oblivious.
“If it hadn’t been for Calla’s blood, his healing would’ve taken a lot longer. As it is, perhaps a day or two. Even so, I want him to rest for a few days when he’s released.”
“I’ll make sure he does.”
One thing was starting to become clear—she was going to have to cut back on her hours at the bar. She might have to quit altogether, which would be kinder to Jack than keeping such a sporadic schedule. And bartending, though she loved talking to people, wasn’t what she wanted to do forever.
What she did want to do, she didn’t know. Go back to school? To study what?
A tiny bubble of excitement started to form, and she decided to speak with Micah about her options as soon as he was awake and coherent. One thing she did know for sure was that her mate would be supportive of whatever she chose to pursue. That was a very liberating feeling.
A short while after Mac left, Micah began to wake up. He moved around, cracked his eyes open, and groaned. “Hey,” he said, his lips turning up. “You’ve been there the whole time?”
“Haven’t left, but I’m going to shower and change, then get something to eat soon. Want me to bring you back anything?”
He thought about that. “No. Just you.”
“That, I can do.” Leaning over, Jacee kissed him. “Mac was here. They’re going to spring you in the next day or so.”
“That’s fast, considering how bad that bastard tore me up,” he said in amazement.
“I’ll say. We have Calla and her vampire genetics to thank for that. She and Nick are going to stop by and see you soon, by the way.”
“Okay.”
“You sure you’ll be all right while I run out for a bit?” She bit her lip.
“Stop fretting. I’ll be fine. Just do what you need to, and I’l
