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myself that’s why it felt so wrong.”
    “But it was more than that,” Frankie said, the words not a question.
    “Yes. The wrongness was in him. He became... obsessed, I guess you’d say. He tailed me home at nights when I’d leave the hospital. He barged in on the few dates I had and threatened to beat the guys up. Almost anytime I looked out my windows when I was home, his car was parked on my street.”
    “And this is the guy you think is after you now?” Frankie laid his hand on her shoulder, staring at her intently. “We’re calling the cops. Now.”
    “Wait.” She knew if she got caught she’d be fired, but Cassie lay her head against his hand, savoring the connection with him. So much for fantasies that would never come true. It was obvious that Frankie liked her as much as she liked him.
    His eyes closed for a brief moment and the hairless, uneven yet smooth skin of his scarred fingers twitched against her cheek. “Wait for what, Cass?”
    “I reported him to the cops back when all this happened.” Cassie blinked rapidly, remembering the humiliation as the police officer who investigated her complaints agreed with Dr. Kenneth Morgan, thinking she was a gold digger who got pissed when he dumped her. The cop didn’t believe one word she said. After all, she was a lowly nurse and Dr. Morgan was a respected pillar of the community. “He lied and they ate it up, thinking I was in the wrong. They didn’t believe me then, and if I say anything against him, they aren’t going to believe me now.”
    “No, they won’t, not without proof.” Frankie’s chocolate brown eyes opened, staring at her as though seeing her for the first time. “I’m not letting him hurt you, Cass. I don’t care what I have to do, but we’ll prove he’s after you again and make the cops listen. In the meantime, help me pack some stuff. I’m going home with you.”
    “Home with me?” Cassie jerked upright and brushed his hand away from her, shaking her head. “You can’t come home with me. You’re a patient. I shouldn’t have shared any personal stuff with you, let alone have you stay at my house.”
    Frankie’s left hand shot out, grabbing her hand and he squeezed her fingers. Although she knew how much pain it must have caused him, his expression didn’t change. He was serious about helping her.
    “There isn’t a problem about me being your patient anymore.” He drew her hand toward him and bent over it, kissing her fingers gently near the middle knuckle before releasing her. “We’ve gone beyond the boundaries of patient and therapist, so I’m afraid I have to fire you.”
    “Fire me?” She gasped but wasn’t sure if her breathlessness was caused by the feel of his lips against her skin or by his words. “You can’t fire me, Frankie. You still have work to do.”
    “Which I will do with a different therapist.”
    “But why?”
    “Why?” He gave a grin that lit his entire face, showing why he’d had a reputation as a lady’s man before the fire. “The why is easy. I don’t want you to be my doctor. I want you to be my woman.”
    ***
    F rankie knew he shouldn’t push Cassie so much, but he hadn’t missed the way the woman savored his touch. It had been a long time since he felt a connection like that, and he wasn’t about to back down now. If Cassie didn’t want to date him in the end, so be it, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to allow some psycho to terrorize her.
    “Look,” he said, stroking her palm as best he could with his thumb. “I hated being with you socially at that party, and it took me all week to figure out why. You’re a remarkable woman, and I want to know you on a different level than as your patient.”
    “Frankie...” She shook her head. “Can’t you see how wrong that is?”
    He relented, realizing he’d need to tread more slowly. The longing in her eyes told him she wasn’t rejecting him, just the situation. “Fine. Forget that part. Can we at least become