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Are you watching it?
I stared down at my phone in disbelief. The thought of Gage Presley lying up in his bed, watchingiZombie, was funny. If I laughed, Wilder would hear me.
Yes, unfortunately.
I couldn’t help it. I laughed. I could feel Wilder’s eyes on me, and I knew he was going to ask questions, but I was as confused by this as he was.
Give it a few episodes and see if you don’t get hooked.
This was when I needed to put my phone down and eat my food. Instead, I stared at the phone screen while my stomach did strange things. The little dots appeared, showing that he was texting me back.
I can promise you, I won’t be getting hooked on this shit.
I should leave it at that. Not say anything more. I placed my phone down on the coffee table and picked up my pad thai. Wilder was still watching me, so I looked over at him.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I tell him.
He raised his eyebrows. “What do you know about this man?”
Not a lot.
“NDA,” I replied.
He frowned. “Just be careful.”
“Trust me, I am. What just happened was weird, but he’s probably had his pain meds for the night, and they’re making him loopy.”
Wilder didn’t seem convinced. I picked up the remote and turned the show back on. Talking about this with him was not a good idea.
Twelve
Gage
Texting her last night had been fucking stupid. I’d ended up dreaming about her, and that shit had to stop. I should have let her go and kept Carmichael here and forgotten she’d ever shown up. My head was fucked.
The more awkward she acted today, the more I got off on it. She hadn’t brought up the texting, and I wasn’t about to.
I was curious about this version of Shiloh. The more I lay around here, unable to fucking do anything, the more time I had to think about it. She wasn’t the same. Sure, she was still the hottest woman I’d ever laid eyes on, but the other things were gone. The way she’d used her beauty to control and manipulate. How she had loved to fucking flirt—and not just with me. The rush she had gotten from getting close to danger. I hadn’t seen a glimpse of any of those things in the woman currently getting shit ready to change my bandages.
“I need to piss.”
Her cheeks turned pink, and damn if that wasn’t funny.
“I’ll go get someone,” she replied.
“They’re gone,” I lied. Why the fuck was I lying? I didn’t know where the hell they were.
“Oh, well …” She looked unsure of what to do now.
“You’re the nurse, Shiloh,” I said harshly. I didn’t need her thinking this was something I wanted her to do.
“Right,” she replied and went to get the urinal.
I watched as she got the other supplies. When she slipped the rubber gloves on, it made me fucking angry. She was worried about touching my dick? She’d had it shoved down her throat more times than I could count.
She walked over to me and pulled back the covers to find me naked. She gasped and turned her head away. That was funny as fuck, but those damn gloves kept me from laughing.
“You’re gonna have to look at my dick in order to help me,” I taunted her.
