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“How is your patient?” she asked.

“Grouchy and ready to get out of bed and fight the world,” Lucy said.

“Men can be that way, especially when they don’t feel good. There is nothing worse than Dillon with a cold. He had one not too long ago, and I was about to banish him to Ethan’s house until he got better.”

Lucy laughed.

“I’m sorry that you ran into hunters,” Clara said. “I was afraid that something like that would happen. I would never have wanted you to get caught up in our war here.”

“We knew the risks, although we thought that we were being extra cautious,” Micah said. “We are really sorry if it adds to the stress here.”

Clara smiled and said, “I know this is going to sound callous, and while I hate that anyone was hurt, I can’t help but feel grateful that there are four fewer hunters in the area, at least for a while. We’re still going to be looking over our shoulders, but there is some relief.”

“Maybe if hunters keep disappearing from the area, other hunters will think twice about coming.”

“I doubt that,” Clara said. “If anything, they’ll want to ‘avenge their fellow hunters’ and even more will come.”

“I’m really sorry,” Micah said again.

“If you keep apologizing, I’m going to shoot you on the other side, and I don’t even own a gun.”

“Feisty woman.” Micah laughed.

After a few more minutes, Clara said, “Zeke, Reno, and Dillon are waiting for me at home, so I’d better get.”

“You put the dog before your husband?” Micah teased.

She shrugged her shoulders and grinned. “You know how it is. Seriously, though, it is because Zeke and Reno come as a package.”

Micah, in spite of being convinced that he was ready to go full speed ahead, yawned, and quickly fell asleep.

Lucy turned her documentary back on the television and sat back in the chair, stapling her fingers.

She had no idea what her end game was. Although she wasn’t ready to go back home yet, she couldn’t stay in Ivy Springs indefinitely, especially with all of the drama going on here.

Her eyes focused on Micah’s chest, watching the steady rise and fall of his breathing. She could still feel the terror that gripped her soul when she thought that Micah was going to die.

Does that mean I’ve fallen in love?

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Micah

After the third day, Lucy decided that Micah was well enough to go back to his room. The wound had almost healed up, and while he tired easily, and there was a twinge of pain when he twisted wrong, he was feeling a lot better.

The first thing he did was jump in the shower, making the water as hot as he could stand it. He stretched his arms out, leaning against the wall, his head hanging down, the hot water cascading over his body.

It felt so good, although if he was honest, he had enjoyed the gentle sponge baths that Lucy had given him. She had blushed each time that she had gotten a reaction out of him.

“What do you expect?” he had asked her, with a huge grin.

“I expect you to behave,” she replied.

“You don’t know me very well, then.”

They had laughed, although it had hurt like someone was twisting his gut into a knot. He had secretly hoped that she might take matters into her own hands – or mouth – but she hadn’t. Micah was a little disappointed, although he had to admit that even that much would have been extremely painful.

After a half hour, Micah said, “If I don’t get out of the shower, I’m going to start growing gills.”

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