Dawn Endeavor 2: Hayashi's Hero by Marie Harte Page B

on the mend. By tomorrow, you won't even sport a bruise. I'm annoyed with you for stealing what you should have asked for.”
    “I said I'm sorry—”
    “But I'm angry because you needlessly walked into a situation you knew to be wrong.
    What have I always told you about listening to your instincts? Stupid boy,” she muttered and left, but not before smacking him again.
    She blew by Olivia and Fallon, who entered on the heel of her wake.
    “Thank God you're conscious.” Fallon sighed. “Olivia's been bugging the hell out of me.
    Stubborn woman threatened to move into your room and keep watch. Kisho looks better, too.” Fallon narrowed his stare at Kisho and flushed. What the hell is that about ? “Ah, you know, Olivia, I think we need to talk to Mrs. Sharpe. In fact, I know Jules wants to meet with us.
    Tersch, you coming?”
    “Soon as I tuck the beauty queen into bed.”
    Ava squirmed. “Ass. You're just taking advantage because I'm not at my best.” The smile Tersch gave her set the room ablaze. Lust and a healthy dose of affection actually made the big guy look friendly. A first for sure. “Hell yeah, I'm trying to take advantage.
    Getting into your pants has become an obsession.”
    Ava snorted, and her lips curled. “You're so full of it.”
    “I really am.” He whispered something in her ear that had the others laughing and Olivia red-faced.

    Ava sputtered. “You…my…oh! Frederik Gunnar Tersch, you take me back to my room and put me down! Right now .”
    Tersch sighed and carried her toward the door. “So much for being not at your best. You're still the meanest woman I know.”
    Somehow, “meanest” on Tersch's lips sounded like a compliment.
    The pair left. Olivia moved forward and put her hand on Morgan's bare shoulder. A glance down his body showed him covered to the waist by a blanket. He had a feeling he wasn't wearing anything, and he had to concentrate on not thinking about Kisho so close to him. Fallon would kill him if he thought Morgan sported an erection for Olivia.
    “You look much better.” Olivia smiled.
    Morgan smiled back.
    Fallon put his arm around his wife and tugged her away from Morgan, hugging her close.
    The dark look he shot Morgan was telling.
    She continued, “I'm not sure what you did yesterday, but I know it was you. When Kisho stopped seizing, he grabbed on to Mrs. Sharpe and Ava, and I could literally feel you in the room with us. The energy jumping around the room was crazy.” Fallon nodded. “Yeah. I read minds. That's it. But even I could feel so much power ripping from Ava and Mrs. S. into Kisho. That's wild, man. And let me tell you, when you just started regenerating in front of Jules, it freaked him the hell out.” Fallon glanced over his shoulder for his boss. “But don't tell him I said that.”
    “Where is he, anyway?” Morgan asked. “I wanted to thank him for pulling my ass out of the water. It happened so fast. I was talking to Tomas, then wham . The boat blew.” Fallon shook his head. “You're really lucky. Last I saw Jules, he was on the phone with Admiral London and Mr. Anderson. Anderson's a friend in DC, one of Mrs. Sharpe's cronies, supposedly.”
    Olivia explained, “He means Mrs. Sharpe will neither confirm nor deny the closeness of their association. But she likes Ron.” Olivia paused and frowned at her husband. “Jesse, he told me to call him Ron. I'm not being 'forward.' Jeez.” Silence, then she glared. “Oh, shut up.” She turned back to Morgan. “I'll see you later. I'm suddenly in the mood for a run to get away from all this testosterone.”

    She huffed and left.
    Fallon shrugged. “She can say what she wants, but that Anderson guys rubs me the wrong way. The last time he visited I got a weird vibe. I don't like the way he looks at her.”
    “You don't like the way anyone looks at her,” Morgan reminded him.
    Fallon surprised him with a sheepish grin. “True. But hey, my woman, my right. I have to talk to Jules.