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Writing appeared, the same looping scrawls as the rest of the journal.

He didn’t need her to read it aloud since he saw it the same moment she did.

My dearest Ruth, today I embark on a dangerous journey for the biggest historical find of my career. I hope to tell you all about it, but a local witch has claimed I won’t return. Should she be right, perhaps you will finish what I began in Astriaco, Chile. Love you always, Dad.

As tears rolled down her cheeks, Leo dragged her into his arms and hugged her.

In that moment, the mission, the door, nothing mattered but comforting Ruth.

And when she tilted her head and murmured, “Guess we have a destination,” he couldn’t help but drop a kiss on her lips.

CHAPTER 13

Ruth frozein place as Leo’s lips met hers. A part of her knew she should push him away. Tell that to the fluttery feeling in her belly.

How long since someone kissed her? Long enough she couldn’t recall a face or a name.

When his mouth coaxed hers to open, she let her lips part and inhaled sharply as desire coursed hotly through her veins. A first. Usually making out only evoked mild interest, but with Leo… she wanted what the movies showed. Wanted him to grab her around the waist, plop her on that table, and make love to her.

Oh dear.

She turned her head abruptly. “We shouldn’t,” she murmured.

“Sorry. I got a little taken away.”

“Understandable. This was a breakthrough,” she replied breathlessly as her heart continued to race.

“I should go see Aquarius for the Astriaco coordinates.”

“We also need to pack.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that. Tower will provide us with what we need.” His lips quirked. “Mostly, anyhow.”

She might have questioned the last bit, only as he turned from her, she noticed the bulge at the front of his pants. The sight brought liquid heat between her legs. She pressed her thighs tight together as she watched him leave.

A long sigh rushed out of her as he exited the library and she was left to examine her reaction.

Intense desire. A natural bodily response to an attractive male showing interest. Her body didn’t care about the ethics of him being her patient. Her libido ignored the fact he needed healing and not her taking advantage of his vulnerability.

As she stared off into space, lost in thought—her lips still tingling—Sage entered and announced, “You’re fired.”

“What?” She startled at the sudden proclamation.

“You’re worried about breaching a line, given how you met, and so I’m removing the barrier. You’re fired as his therapist,” Sage offered with a smile.

“You can’t do that?” It emerged as a question.

“I just did. After all, I’m the one who sent Leo to you in the first place.”

“But he still needs help.”

“He does, but not the kind found in your office chair.”

“Does this mean I can go home?” Ruth asked slowly, wondering at her reluctance. Didn’t she want to go back to her life? The boring day-to-day routine. The lonely evenings. The lack of excitement.

“Goodness, no, you can’t. You still have an important journey to embark upon. The whole world is counting on you and Leo finding the artifact before Cetus does.” Sage chewed her lower lip. “I wish I could see what they’re plotting. Alas, I can’t, so we must hope this time won’t be like the last.”

“Are you implying they’ll come after us?”

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