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blanket, sipping a cup of tea. He leaned against the doorframe and watched her watch the sea. His view was better, but her window overlooked the rocky beach.
    “Are you coming in or just ogling me?”
    “I shall enter, but do not regret the moment of ogling. You are very beautiful.”
    He ambled in and took the other chair, setting the packet of papers on the table between them. “If you are feeling up to some work, I believe Natalie needs those filled out.”
    She glanced down but didn’t reach for them.
    “You have plenty of time,” he said. “The team won’t arrive for three weeks. Even then, they’ll be here a whole week, so these can wait.”
    She kept her focus on the water. He wanted inside her head with a ferocity he rarely experienced.
    “How was your session?”
    “Good.” She took a sip of the tea. “Emma is a lovely girl. Very sweet.”
    He snorted. “She is at least five years older than you.”
    “Sometimes I feel a lot older. Dorian…do you know any, um, therapists or psychologists?”
    His heart pounded. Finally, something he could do to help. When she’d mentioned the tests, he’d called a friend who explained how intense the procedures could be. Some women had a difficult time finding arousal for a while because of the invasion. Perhaps her mind led the problem.
    “Yes. I know many at the health center. We can go today.”
    She shook her head. “No. I’d like someone to come here, if it’s okay with you. If I never step inside in another hospital, it will be too soon.”
    “I will make a few calls.”
    She reached out and snagged his hand. “Not right now.” She smiled. “Later. Would you like to go down to the beach?”
    He wanted to see to her health, but he couldn’t deny the request, not when she finally wanted to spend time with him. “I think a trip to the pool may be easier on you.”
    “Oh, yes, of course.” She set down her tea and stood without even a wince. “I feel so good, I forgot about my knee. Will you be my crutch?”
    He wrapped his arm around her middle, and his heart soared when she didn’t flinch away. Instead, she encircled his waist and held on, allowing him to take part of her weight, though she stood well.
    “Getting better.”
    Sometimes he wished for a bit more height, but her gaze made him feel ten feet tall. He shortened his steps as they walked through the halls. Her warmth, combined with the scent of the oils from her massage, took him back to the nights when he’d rubbed her down after basketball tournaments. She moved with such playfulness on the court, but with complete sensuality in bed, though her laughter often filled the act and his heart as well.
    “I love how it’s never quiet here,” she said when the sound of crashing waves flowed through a window they passed.
    “There is no lullaby like it anywhere else.”
    He held open the glass door and took his place beside her once more.
    “Will you need help with your suit?”
    Her eyes sparkled. “Would you be scandalized if I went in naked?”
    From not letting him touch her the day before to wanting to swim in the nude. Dorian wasn’t sure what it all meant, but he hoped she’d come through her darkness, at least a little. He locked the doors and was glad the gardener wasn’t scheduled for the day. He didn’t have much use for modesty, but she did.
    “You are the guest. Please, be comfortable.”
    She left on her panties, plain and unlike the ones he’d seen in the past, but nothing else. Her milky body needed the sun’s kiss, but he would see to that soon enough. She beckoned him with the crook of her finger.
    “Forgive me for staring.” He wished he’d already removed his shirt so he could feel her soft breasts against his bare skin.
    “I’d be worried if you didn’t.”
    Like the day before, he helped her slide in and gave her space. He stripped off his shirt and slacks, but left his briefs in place. He’d waited years for Jenn. He wanted to encourage her to stay, not