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“Good.”
    “So when do you think I’ll be released?”
    “When the doctor says it’s safe and not a second before.”
    She frowned. She couldn’t let him dictate to her. Their one night of togetherness was an aberration, and best he know it. “I’ll decide that.”
    His body leaned toward her, like he wanted to say something, yet before he could reply, the door opened, and her doctor walked in.
    “Good morning, Ms. Stiles.”
    “Good morning, doctor.” A slender and pretty red-headed nurse came in behind him. One she couldn’t remember seeing before, although she’d been out of it the last couple of days. Suddenly, the woman stopped before she reached the bed. Eboni frowned, how odd. Until she realized the woman’s gaze rested not on her but Simon. He stood on the other side of the bed. Yeah. No surprise he attracted women like ants to sugar; she’d seen it both times he’d walked into the salon. The stylists stopped all activity for a second to admire and track the beauty of the man in their midst.
    “Nurse,” the doctor said. His voice must have broken the woman out of her stupor because she continued forward to help the doctor and do her job. They examined her and took her temperature. “Well, it looks like your temperature is down to normal.” The antibiotics are doing their jobs. Excellent. You’re still a little congested but nothing worse than you’d have with a cold.”
    “Great. So can I get out of here today?”
    The doctor smiled. “Let’s see how you do the rest of the day. If your temperature remains steady and your breathing continues to improve, then I don’t see why you can’t be released in the morning.”
    “Thank you, doctor,” Simon said.
    “You’re welcome. Now there’s a detective standing outside waiting to question you, if you feel up to it.”
    “Oh,” she said. “Ah yeah, I guess that would be fine.”
    “I think he’s got some pictures for you to look at,” Simon spoke up. “But if you’re not ready, it can wait until tomorrow.”
    “No. I need to get this over with. Get this guy off the street.”
    “All right,” the doctor said. “I’ll send him in.” The doctor left and the nurse remained. She entered something on the chart at the end of the bed but her gaze kept drifting over to Simon. When the detective walked in, she couldn’t stall anymore.
    The man who entered the room was ubber good looking. He and Simon bore or conveyed a similar look and coloring, however he didn’t have Simon’s sensuality. The nurse glanced up at the detective then back and forth between him and Simon. Finally, she sighed and left the room. Eboni noticed all of this and grinned while Simon moved around the bed to shake the detective’s hand.
    “Eboni, you remember Detective Jackson?”
    “Of course, you questioned me the other night.”
    The detective moved closer to the bed to shake her hand. “I also worked on your sister’s harassment case. I hope you’re feeling better, Ms. Stiles.”
    “Yes, thank you, I am.” The touch of his hand did nothing for her. Not the way Simon made her want with just a look. Detective Jackson with his dark blue eyes and square jaw was attractive, but on closer inspection with Simon in the room, well, Jackson swam out of his league.
    The detective held up the briefcase in his hand. “I’ll like to get a basic description of the person you saw, and we can try some face recognition software, see if we can find a match.”
    “Okay. I can do that. Is this in lieu of a sketch artist?” she asked.
    “Yes. This program is very good.” Jackson pulled up one of the two chairs in the room closer to the bed. He moved the empty food tray over her lap to rest the computer on. After opening it up he pressed a few buttons. Simon moved around to the other side of the bed near her left side to see the screen.
    “What you are looking at are several head and face shapes,” Jackson explained. “Choose the one you think closest resembles the