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I looked over my shoulder and saw Dr. Hamilton. The older Black woman was wearing an evening dress in a purple color, her dark hair in a stylish cut that brushed her jaw line and framed her handsome face.

“I let myself in,” the doctor said.

“Thanks for coming. Sorry for interrupting your night.”

She waved a hand. “The play was extraordinarily boring, but my date insisted we go. You did me a favor.” Her gaze shifted to the bed. “So, you found yourself a woman. I thought Beauden would be next.”

“It’s temporary.”

“A-ha.” She set her black bag beside the bed and eyed Frankie. “Colt said she’d been drugged.”

I nodded. “GHB. Someone was trying to abduct her.”

“Never a dull moment around here. Did she consume much?”

“No. She didn’t finish the drink, but she was unsteady and sleepy.”

The doctor looked Frankie over and checked all her vitals. Frankie barely stirred.

“She’ll be fine, Reath.” The doctor slid her stethoscope off her neck. “Keep her hydrated and let her sleep it off.”

I stroked Frankie’s hair again. “You’re sure?”

She pressed a hand to my shoulder and squeezed. “I’m sure.” The doctor packed up her bag and lifted it. “Take care of your girl. I’ll let myself out.”

I would take care of Frankie. “Whatever it takes.”

I stayed there watching the sleeping woman in my bed for a long time.

30

FRANKIE

Iwoke up groggy.

Blinking, I rolled onto my back. Usually, I leaped out of bed in the morning, ready to start my day.

Today, I snuggled into the pillow and tried to ignore the morning sun.

I smelled Reath. Mmm. That scent was fast becoming my favorite.

Reath.

My eyes popped open.

I was in his sexy bedroom. I tugged on the T-shirt I was wearing. It was his, and I only had panties on underneath. I didn’t remember getting changed.

I frowned. Or going to bed.

I bit my lip and tried to think of what I did remember.

We’d gone to Smokehouse, met the others for cocktails…

A jumble of images filled my head. I sat up and slapped a hand to my racing heart. Oh, God. I’d been drugged. Some guy I could barely remember had tried to grab me.

“You’re fine,” I whispered. “You’re at Reath’s. You’re safe, Frankie.”

I remembered Reath saying those words to me.