"No walking on this foot," the surgeon ordered on as he snapped off his gloves. "At least until dawn. And no swimming. "
"No problem. " Especially on the latter. After what he'd just seen floating in the middle of the goddamn thing, he might never go in the pool again. Any pool, for that matter.
The only thing that saved his having walked in on her from being a complete mess was the fact that there had been nothing sexual on his side. Yeah, he'd been shocked, but that didn't mean he wanted to. . . you know, bang her or some shit.
"One question," the doctor said as he rose up and held out his hand.
Tohr accepted the palm and was a little surprised to find himself pulled solidly to his feet.
"What. "
"How did it happen?"
Tohr glanced over at No'One - who looked away so quickly, she turned her whole body in the opposite direction.
"Bottle slipped out of my hand," Tohr muttered.
"Ah, well - accidents happen. " The yeah-sure tone suggested the guy didn't believe the fudge for a second. "Call me if you need me. I'm down in the clinic for the rest of the night. "
"Thanks, man. "
"Yup. "
And then. . . he and No'One were alone together.
Chapter Eleven
As No'One watched the healer go, she found herself wanting to take a step back from Tohrment. It seemed as if, in the absence of any other parties, he had suddenly gotten closer. And much, much larger.
In the silence that transpired, she had the sense that they should be speaking, but her mind was clouded. Mortified did not begin to cover it, and she had some instinct that if she could just explain herself, mayhap she could make that feeling go away.
In the meantime, too much of his physical form registered for comfort. He was so tall - inches and inches, a whole foot taller than she was. And his body was not reedy as hers was: Although he was thinner than she remembered from before, and a great deal lighter than his Brothers, he was still broader and more muscled than any male member of the glymera ever had been. . . .
Where was her tongue? she thought.
And yet even as she wondered that, all she could do was measure the brutal width of his shoulders, and the massive contours of his heavy chest, and those long, viciously muscled arms. It was not because she considered him comely, however. She was abruptly frightened of all that physical power -
Tohrment was the one who took a step back, his face registering disgust. "Don't look at me like that. "
Shaking herself, she recalled that this was the male who had gotten her free. Not someone who had ever hurt her. Or would. "I am sorry - "
"Listen up, and I want to make this clear. I'm not interested in anything from you. I don't know what kind of game you're playing - "
"Game?"
His powerful arm shot out as he pointed to the pool. "Lying in wait for me to come down here - "
No'One recoiled. "What? I was not waiting for you or anyone else - "
"Bullshit - "
"I checked first to make sure I was alone - "
"You were naked, floating there like some kind of whore - "
"Whore?"
Their raised voices ricocheted around like bullets, crossing paths as they interrupted each other.