Her Bodyguard by Mallory Kane

Author:Mallory Kane [Mallory Kane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373694709
Google: BzAwbT_Bh5YC
Amazon: 0373745249
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Lucas! Where did this bullet come from? It has blood on it.” She started toward him. “Wait. What’s that on your collar?” she cried.

Lucas didn’t stop. He reached the bathroom door in two strides and slammed it behind him. Make that almost slammed it. She caught it before it closed and shoved it open. It hit the wall with a bang.

“You’re bleeding. You did get shot. Why didn’t you tell me?”

He fingered the torn back of his collar. “It’s nothing,” he growled. “Would you bring me my bag? It’s on the other side of the cot.”

“Nothing? That’s blood!” She held out her hand. “And this is a bullet.”

He shrugged carefully. “Doug pulled his gun and I dove for his knees. I wasn’t fast enough.”

He felt her measuring gaze, almost as hot as the sting of the bullet, on his back. “So if you hadn’t moved he’d have shot you in the stomach? Oh, my God! Lucas!”

“Or missed. I’d have probably been better off just stepping out of the way. I’m pretty sure hitting me was an accident.”

“Take your coat off. I need to see how bad it is.”

“It’s not bad.”

Bending over the sink, he splashed cold water on his face. He suppressed a groan as the material of his shirt pulled at his wound. “Get my bag?”

“Don’t you dare lock me out. If you do I’ll call Dawson and tell him and Ethan that you’ve been shot.”

He lifted his head and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She knew him well enough to know that threat would work. “Okay. I won’t.”

She harrumphed but turned around and went to grab his bag.

He reached for the towel he’d bought when he set up camp here. It hung on the handle of an old-fashioned hand-cranked paper towel dispenser.

By the time Angela was back with his bag, he’d dried his face and neck and swallowed a couple of mouthfuls of tepid water from the tap.

“I brought you a bottle of water, too.”

He grabbed it and downed half of it in one gulp. “Thanks.”

“Now take off your jacket.”

“Listen, Ange, I can handle this. I just—”

“Is there a first-aid kit in here? Because I’ve got one in my apartment. I can go—”

“Ange!” He grabbed her arm. “Slow down. I’m fine. I just need to get this shirt off and clean up a little. I saw a kit in the big office on the first floor. Toward the back. The lights work down there, but don’t leave them on any longer than you have to. I’d rather nobody know we’re here.”

She nodded and left.

Lucas turned around to look at the back of his jacket. The collar was stained with blood, and there were a few spots down his spine where blood had seeped through the jacket. He shed it then looked in the mirror again.

His white shirt had a dark red streak nearly a foot long running down it, just to the right of his spine. It started at the base of his neck and stretched across his shoulder blades.

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