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headache?”
    “Let me exam you first. I want to make sure it wouldn’t cause more damage than good. I’m going to unwrap your leg and that’s going to hurt, but I want to make sure its stable,” he said as he laid her back into the mattress. She immediately missed his warmth. Being close to him felt natural and right, like she belonged there. Apparently, pain made her mawkish.
    He grabbed a penlight from the table and shifted so he was facing her fully. Bright light shone in her eyes, making her wince. “Ugh, that hurts like hell,” she complained as her head exploded and stars winked behind her closed lids.
    She squinted open her eyes when the light abated and noted that his handsome features were now twisted in concentration as he proceeded to take her blood pressure. Something was wrong. She attempted to send her telepathy out but it hurt too much. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
    He paused with the cuff around her arm and his stethoscope pressed in the crook but didn’t say anything. He finished taking her blood pressure and pushed back her covers. Instinct had her grabbing for the blanket to cover her bare legs. She had to remind herself that he was a doctor and had seen plenty of naked women and that it was no big deal that she was in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. She still blushed to the roots of her hair.
    He stopped her with his hand on hers. The moment their skin touched, electricity zapped straight to her abdomen. The heat built and she fought to keep it from spreading lower. She looked into his amethyst eyes and saw they were glowing purple. Knowing he was as affected as she was made it easier to let go and allow him to exam her. He lifted her shirt and probed her stomach. His touch felt more intimate than any doctor’s exam she’d ever had.
    “Without having scans done I can’t say for certain what is going on, but something isn’t right. Like I told you this morning, you have a minor concussion along with bruising and your broken leg,” he said as he settled his warm palm on her stomach. He stayed with his hand like that for several long minutes. She felt the heat build and thought his hand was trembling. As she opened her mouth to ask if he was ok, he rolled her to the side, exploring the area just below her rib cage. She heard his heavy sigh and glanced back to see him looking furious.
    “I don’t like that look. Tell me what you are thinking.”
    “Like I said—”
    She cut off what was sure to be more of his platitudes. She didn’t need him to protect her right now. She knew something was wrong. “Don’t keep anything from me. I have a right to know. Besides, I’m not so fragile that I will break.”
    He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek. Automatically, she turned into his palm and kissed it. “You are fragile, so very fragile. Your head injury has worsened when it shouldn’t have. I can’t say for sure but I think you may be bleeding internally. Your liver is slightly enlarged on palpitation. None of this should be occurring. Aside from the broken leg, your injuries from the accident weren’t that bad. I believe it’s the spell and I have no idea how to break it, and I don’t know anyone who does.”
    She reached up and smoothed the crease between his eyes, ignoring her own fear. She wanted to reassure him and had no idea why. She was the one under some nefarious spell. “But that doesn’t mean there isn’t a way. Zander said he was going to see the Fae Queen. Surely she will help, right?”
    He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. Hope furled in her that maybe he did like her. “The queen isn’t sentimental or helpful unless it benefits her or her people. Giving away Fae secrets goes against that entirely. Asking her for help is a long shot, but it’s our only option.”
    Her stomach clenched when she detected the bitterness in his tone. It was so at odds with what she had seen of him so far. It made her wonder about his history with the Fae. She tried to