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“Don’t get too excited. By help, I mean looking into what they’re doing, not strapping on a gun and going in barrels blazing. I’m a scientist, not a warrior.”
“I’ll take any help you have to offer.” He gave her a dazzling smile. “Let me hit the shower and change, and then we'll pop over to see Aquarius."
They headed for the stairs, and she groaned at the sight of them.
“What’s wrong?”
“Guess the tower no longer thinks I need a lift,” she grumbled as she began to climb.
“Think of the steps as your own personal trainer to keep you fit.”
“I know how to stay in shape.”
“So do I, and this is part of it.” He sprinted up the stairs, taking them three at a time. He stopped at the landing and waited for her.
She glared. “Showoff.”
“That? Nah. This is showing off.” He grabbed hold of Rebecca and tossed her over his shoulder before bounding up the steps again.
She squealed. “Are you insane? Put me down.”
“I thought you wanted a ride?” he cajoled.
“I do, so you know what? Carry on.”
He made it to his floor before setting the doc on her feet. “Home sweet home.”
“You know, it’s surprising to me that in a place this big, you and I have to share a suite,” she remarked as they entered.
“Technically, we do have guest rooms.”
“And you chose to not put me in one because…”
“Because I like having you around.” An admission that had him fleeing to his bathroom and taking a cold shower. Very cold. However, that didn’t stop the truth.
He liked Rebecca.
And he didn’t know what that meant.
CHAPTER 14
Talk about dropping a bombshell.Rebecca could only gape as Scorpio admitted to enjoying having her nearby and then left.
Left to shower that naked hunky body. Not an image that helped.
What also didn’t aid? She kind of enjoyed his presence, too, and this despite him not being anything like the men she usually dated. She tended to veer toward intellectuals who enjoyed fine dining and wore button-up shirts, not a guy who could have been a Viking with his tall blond bulky build. At the same time, he wasn’t a dummy. Scorpio might not have a college degree—according to what she’d learned in his book—but the man possessed a brain and a sense of honor she admired. He chose to be a hero, not because he had to, but because he wanted to. Despite the fact Cetus tried to kill him, rather than be scared off, he appeared more determined than ever to go after them.
It was inexplicably hot.
Like her. She fanned herself as she waited, trying to not imagine the water sluicing over those toned muscles and slick skin. Failed, because when he emerged, she remained flushed and bothered.
“You okay?” he asked, towel-drying his hair while bare-chested and wearing hip-hugging combat pants.
“My body is still adjusting to the abrupt change in climate,” she lied.
“Give me a second to find a shirt and boots and we’ll head over to see Aquarius.”
Scorpio disappeared for a moment and emerged clothed, but it didn’t matter. She could still picture him in the buff.