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Jon smiled slightly, gazing at her. Look at me, he willed her.

She glanced at him, then blinked, startled, and went back to staring at her screen. “I’m sorry,” the doctor said in a low voice. “You’re obviously someone famous, and I’m making you uncomfortable….” Blood seemed to drain from her face.

Usually, he would interject, reassure her and make her comfortable, but…he was genuinely interested in hearing what she had to say. And he got the feeling she didn’t speak her mind very often to people—preferring to keep things to herself.

“I’ve…had a bad morning,” she continued, still not looking at him. “I just got some…difficult news. If you’d like, I’ll have another anesthesiologist called in to assist with your surgery. But I assure you, I’m very capable at what I do, and once I’m with the rest of the team, I will be fine—”

“I want you,” he blurted.

She blinked at him. Her eyes lingered on his, then traveled the length of him very quickly, up and down. She swallowed. “Why?” she asked.