Brenda Jackson - Feeling the Heat

That contentment had lasted until she’d returned to the States and discovered the truth. Not only had her father manipulated her orders, but he’d solicited Micah’s help in doing whatever he had to do to make sure she was kept happy in Sydney. She had been the one left looking like a complete fool, and she doubted she would forgive either of them for what they’d done.

Thinking she’d had enough of strolling down memory lane where the hurt was too much to bear, Kalina got up from the sofa and was headed toward the bedroom to change and finally attempt to sleep, when her cell phone rang. She picked it up off the table and saw it was Major Sally Harris, the administrative coordinator responsible for Kalina’s assignments. She wondered why the woman would be calling her so late at night.

Kalina flipped on the phone. “Yes, Major Harris?”

“Dr. Daniels, I regret calling you so late and I want to apologize, because I have to deliver bad news.”

Kalina frowned. “And what bad news is that?”

“Dr. Moore’s wife went into labor earlier today so he has to be pulled off the epidemic response team headed out for Bajadad. I know your vacation was to start tomorrow, but we need your assistance in India.”

Kalina drew in a deep breath. Although she hadn’t made any definite vacation plans, she had looked forward to taking time off. “How long will I be needed in Bajadad?”

“For two weeks, beginning tomorrow, and then you can resume your vacation.”

She nodded. There was no need to ask if there was someone else they could call since she knew the answer to that already. The epidemic response team had thinned out over the past few years with a war going on. And since the enemy liked to engage in chemical warfare, a number of epidemiologists had been sent to work in Afghanistan and Iraq.

“Dr. Daniels?”

Resigned, she said. “Yes, of course.” Not that she had a choice in the matter. She was civilian, but orders from her boss were still meant to be followed, and she couldn’t rightly get mad at Jess Moore because his wife was having a baby. “I’ll be ready to head out tomorrow.”

“Thanks. I’ll send your information to your email address,” Major Harris said.

“That will be fine.”

“And Dr. Westmoreland has been notified of the change in personnel.”

Kalina almost dropped the phone. “Dr. Westmoreland?”

“Yes?”

She frowned. “Why was he notified?”

“Because he’s the one heading up the team.”

Kalina’s head began spinning. No one would be so cruel as to make her work with Micah again. She drew in a deep breath when a suspicion flowed through her mind. “Was Dr. Westmoreland the one to suggest that I replace Dr. Moore?”

“No, the reason you were called is that you’re the next doctor on the on-call list.”

Lucky me . Kalina shook her head, feeling anything but lucky. The thought of spending two weeks around Micah had her fuming inside. And regardless of what Major Harris said, it was hard to believe it was merely a coincidence that she was next on the call list. Micah was well liked and she knew all about his numerous connections and contacts. If she found out he had something to do with this change then …

“Dr. Daniels?”

“Yes?”

“Is there anything else you’d like to know?”

“No, there’s nothing else.”

“Thank you, Dr. Daniels, and good night.”

“Good night, Major Harris.”

Kalina hung up the phone knowing she couldn’t let her feelings for Micah interfere with her work. She had a job to do, and she intended to do it. She would just keep her distance from him. She went into the bedroom and began tugging off her clothes as she became lost in a mix of disturbing thoughts.

The first thing she would do would be to set ground rules between her and Micah. If he saw this as a golden opportunity to get back in her bed then he was sadly mistaken. She was not the type of woman to forgive easily. Just as she’d told him earlier tonight, there was nothing else they had to say to each other regarding what happened between them two years ago. It was over and done with.

But if that kiss was anything to go by, she would need to be on guard around him at all times. Because their relationship might be over and done with, but the attraction between them was still alive and well.

Micah saw the fire in Kalina’s eyes from ten feet away. She glared as she moved toward him, chin up and spine stiff. She meant business. He slid a hand into the pocket of his jeans, thinking that he was glad it was Sunday and there were few people around. It seemed they were about to have it out once again.

This morning, upon awakening, he had decided the best way to handle her was to let her assume he wasn’t handling her at all, to make her think that he had accepted her decision about how things would be between them. And when he felt the time was right, he would seize every opportunity he could get and let her know in no uncertain terms that her decision hadn’t been his.

His gaze swept over her now. She was dressed for travel, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail and a pair of comfortable shoes on her feet. She looked good in her jeans and tank top and lightweight jacket. But then, she looked better than any woman he knew, in clothes or out of them.

He continued to stare at her while remembering her body stretched out beneath his when he’d made love to her. Even now, he could recall how it felt to skim his hands down the front of her body, tangle his fingers in her womanly essence while kissing her with a degree of passion he hadn’t been aware of until her.

His heart began racing, and he could feel the zipper of his pants getting tight. He withdrew his hands from his pockets. The last thing he needed was for her to take note of his aroused state, so he turned and entered the private office he used whenever he was in D.C. on business. Besides, he figured the best place to have the encounter he knew was coming was behind closed doors.

By the time she had entered the office, all but slamming the door behind her, he was standing behind the desk.

He met her gaze, and felt the anger she wasn’t trying to hide. As much as he wanted to cross the room and pull her into his arms and kiss her, convince her how wrong she was about him, common sense dictated he stay put. He intended to do what he hadn’t done two years ago. Give her the chance to get to know him. He was convinced if she’d truly known him, she would not have been so quick to believe the worst about him.

“Dr. Daniels, I take it you’re ready to fly out to Bajadad.”

Her gaze narrowed. “And you want me to believe you had nothing to do with those orders, Micah?”

He crossed his arms over his chest and met her stare head-on. “At this point, Kalina, you can believe whatever you like. For me to deny it wouldn’t matter since you wouldn’t believe me anyway.”

“And why should I?” she snapped.

“Because I have no reason to lie,” he said simply. “Have you ever considered the possibility that I could be telling the truth? Just in case you need to hear it from me—just like I had nothing to do with your father’s plan to keep you out of Beijing, your orders to go to Bajadad were not my idea. Although I embrace the schedule change wholeheartedly. You’re a good doctor, and I can’t think of anyone I want more on my team. We’re dealing with a suspicious virus. Five people have died already and the government suspects it might be part of something we need to nip in the bud as soon as possible. However, we won’t know what we’re dealing with until we get there.”

He watched as her whole demeanor changed in the wake of the information he had just provided. Her stiffened spine relaxed and her features became alert. No matter what, she was a professional, and as he’d said, she was good at what she did.