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“
Yes
.
”
Where
’
s
he
going
with
this
?
“
And
yet
you
’
ve
returned
.
”
I
nod
shyly
,
and
his
eyes
blaze
.
He
shakes
his
head
as
if
he
’
s
struggling
with
the
idea
.
“
Have
you
eaten
?
”
he
asks
out
of
the
blue
.
Shit
.
“
No
.
”
“
Are
you
hungry
?
”
He
’
s
really
trying
not
to
look
annoyed
.
“
Not
for
food
,
”
I
whisper
,
and
his
nostrils
flare
in
reaction
.
He
leans
forward
and
whispers
in
my
ear
.
“
You
are
as
eager
as
ever
,
Miss
Steele
,
and
just
to
let
you
in
on
a
little
secret
,
so
am
I
.
But
Dr
.
Greene
is
due
here
shortly
.
”
He
sits
up
.
“
I
wish
you
’
d
eat
,
”
he
scolds
me
mildly
.
My
heated
blood
cools
.
Holy
cow
—
the
doctor
.
I
’
d
forgotten
.
