Undercover Passion. Raye Morgan

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СКАЧАТЬ doubt about it. Still, this could be the missing link he’d been looking for. Except for one thing. As he remembered, it wasn’t something people took into their system in the usual way.

      “It’s not ingested, is it?”

      “Oh, no.” She smiled. “In fact, it’s kind of cute. You put a dab behind your ear.”

      That pretty much shot down his hopes. If you didn’t drink it or eat it, how could it change the way you acted to the extent it seemed to be changing the people he was seeing all over the hospital?

      “One ear or both?” he asked with a rueful smile.

      She blinked. “Tell you the truth, I’m not really sure. I haven’t tried it myself.” She scrunched her nose at him. “And I hardly think you need to lose any weight.”

      “You never know,” he said quickly, not wanting to go back to speculating on what he might be needing help with again. “I’m not getting any younger. And you know how weight tends to accumulate as you age.”

      “Oh, sure.” She was nothing if not understanding. “You can never start working on fitness too early.”

      He nodded. She was charming when she started talking about the things she felt most passionately about. She sort of lit up with an inner glow that was quite appealing. He wondered, fleetingly, if there was a man in her life. But he dismissed the thought as soon as it formed. Despite her spunk, Abby was soft and sweet and seemingly naive—all the things he wasn’t. The women he dated tended to be the women he met in the course of his workday, and as a cop, he mostly mixed with a fairly rough level of society. He wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like this.

      “So tell me about the exercise programs. What are they like?”

      She perked up markedly, her eyes brilliant. “Now those I have tried. They’re great, really the most comprehensive I’ve found anywhere. That was what made me so interested in joining Dr. Richie. I admire him so much. He’s been able to do what is so difficult to do—marry serious health advantages with movements that are just really fun and relaxing to do.”

      Daniel raised an eyebrow. “But can he walk on water?”

      She looked startled. “What?”

      “Nothing. I was just being rude.”

      The way her face was shining as she spoke of the good doctor, Daniel felt a twinge of jealousy. Though he would face death rather than admit it.

      “How much do you know about this Richie character?”

      She drew herself up sternly. “Dr. Richie is a well-respected expert in the fitness field. It’s a real honor to get this opportunity to work with him.”

      She was cute in her righteous indignation, and he had trouble not grinning at her again. Could it be the exercises that were making people act crazy? It didn’t seem likely. But he couldn’t afford to overlook anything just because it didn’t fit the pattern he expected.

      “How about a demonstration of the exercises?”

      “What— Right now?”

      “Can you think of a better time?”

      “Well, if you come to the seminar…”

      “I’ll come to the seminar. But I’d like to get a hint of what I’m letting myself in for.”

      She frowned. She didn’t want to do it. She glanced at her piles of supplies, still languishing on the floor, and he knew she wanted to get things finished here. But she was too polite to say so, and he actually felt a twinge of guilt over putting her in this position. But it was just a twinge. He could easily ignore it.

      “Okay,” she said, just a hint of her reluctance showing. Then she visibly put all that behind her and got into the swing of things. “Tell you what. I’ll do it if you help.”

      Her smile was impudent. And that made him suspicious.

      “What? How can I help?”

      “I know some really fun things for two people to do together,” she said happily.

      He forced back a laugh. He knew a few fun things for two people to do together, too, but he had a feeling they weren’t what she had in mind.

      “Don’t worry,” she told him. “I’ll show you what to do.”

      Reaching under her desk, she pulled out a large exercise mat and plopped it down in the middle of the room. “Okay, we are now going to demonstrate the Giaza.”

      He was skeptical. He’d much rather watch than join in. “What is the Giaza?”

      “It’s a set of exercises.”

      “Sounds more like a set of steak knives.”

      Grabbing his hand, she pulled him to his feet. “Come on, mister. You asked for it, you got it. Come sit down cross-legged.”

      “Like this?” He did as she’d ordered.

      “You’re nice and limber, aren’t you? And athletic, I’ll bet.”

      He muttered something. For no known reason, he was suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.

      “Okay,” he said, settling down, hands on his knees. He was glad he’d worn fairly loose slacks. “What’s next?”

      “This is the two-person routine. I’m going to sit down, too. We’ll be back to back.”

      That seemed odd. “No kidding.”

      “No kidding.” She stood before him and held her hands together in front of her stomach, looking like an Asian princess. “This is a way to center yourself and prepare for a more strenuous workout. It’s mind over matter. See if you can tune into the wavelength where I’m floating.”

      Oh, brother. Psychobabble. Still, he’d better keep his caustic comments to himself if he didn’t want to get kicked out of her office.

      “Okay,” he said gruffly. “What happens if I bump into you?”

      She started to ask him what he meant, then stopped when she no doubt realized he was referring to the floating thing. She gave him a wry look instead and he had to give her points for getting it.

      “Our spiritual selves don’t bump,” she said lightly as she began to lower herself behind him. “They melt right into each other.”

      “Hmm.” For some reason that appealed to him.

      She settled in against him. “See? Back to back.”

      “‘And belly to belly,’” he muttered to himself.

      “What?”

      “Nothing. This just reminds me of an old folk song. About zombies.”

      He could feel her stiffen.

      “Listen, I don’t СКАЧАТЬ