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know how exactly, but I lost control of it. The thing spun, then slid into a wall or something at such force I remember the car split in two and I saw bright white light followed by an impact, and it felt as though my head exploded. Then I woke up here.”
    Twin streams of uncontrolled tears flowed from his eyes, a flood of finally-released sadness, anger, and fear.
    He was so absorbed in his own sorrow, he didn’t realize Leah had left the bed until he felt her lips on his cheek, his forehead, and finally—his lips. He seized the opportunity to pull her onto his lap. His lips found her neck, and he savored her smell, her touch. Kissing a path along her jawline until his lips met with hers, he used his tongue to part her lips, anxious to taste her.
    Getting to his feet, he carried her across the room and deposited her on the bed, his lips still locked on hers. His senses spun as his hands fumbled for the hemline of his T-shirt that she wore and slid up over her hips, his fingers gliding along her silky smooth skin.
    He needed more. But just as he began to slide the T-shirt over her torso, a sound rang out that brought him squarely back to his senses.
    Fate intervened.
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      A tinny ring filled the air startling them..
    “Is…is that the telephone?” Leah asked even though she already knew the answer. The ring came from the telephone on the bedside table.
    Remy rolled over and reached for the receiver, but she grabbed ahold of his arm.
        A sense of doom filled her. She was learning fast.  “Don’t answer it, Remy. It could be some kind of trick.”
    He removed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. A look of defeat crossed his handsome features. “I have to, Leah. If I don’t, it could make things worse for both of us.”
    He lifted the receiver from the base and held it to his ear. His lips twitched, but he said nothing. After what seemed an eternity he placed the phone back on the receiver and got out of bed.
    “Who was it, Remy? What did they want?”
    When he didn’t answer, she asked again, “Who was it, Remy?”
    He opened the dresser drawer and pulled out two pairs of socks. “We have to go now, Leah,” he said kneeling down beside the bed and placing the socks on her feet. “Two pairs since you have no shoes. The shirt will have to do.”
    She captured his face in her hands and forced him to look at her. “Who was on the other end of that telephone?”
    “I don’t know,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “All I do know, is I have to get you out of here.”
    Fear ignited panic and Leah crawled back into bed. “I’m not going anywhere!”
        He slipped his feet into sneakers. “You have no choice, Leah. We have no choice.” His tone was ominous.
    “Of course we have a choice. You said…you said it yourself that we’re safe in the flat.”
    “That’s what I thought—until now.” He held out his hand to her. “Come on, Leah, we have to go.”
    “I don’t want to go,” she stressed.
    “I know you don’t.  I believe that. But we have no choice. Now come,” he insisted and held out his hand.
    When she wouldn’t take his hand, he reached for hers and jerked her to her feet. Wordlessly, he pulled her along, out of the flat, down the stairs, and outside the front door. He didn’t bother to lock it.
    “Lock the door, Remy. Keep the flat safe.”
    I don’t care what happens to me any longer, Leah.” Anger permeated his tone.  “You were sent as a tease. A dirty little joke by the Fates who are now taking you back!” he hissed.
    “Remy, what are you talking about?” she demanded.
    He didn’t answer, but merely pulled her along up the sidewalk while she struggled against it.
    Finally, when they arrived at the hospital, he stopped.
    “Here?” she asked with disbelief.
    He turned to her and smoothed her hair back from her face. “It’s going to be okay now.”
    “How?” she asked as a tear slipped down her face. How can it ever be