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“Are there more like me here?” His eyes flick toward the locked door. “Now?”

Oh, he’s so cute. So curious. And still, I’m sure, one hundred percent looking for an exit.

I almost laugh.

Not because it’s funny, exactly. But because he’s so convinced he still needs to run, like I haven’t thought of everything.

Like he hasn’t realized how well I’m going to take care of him.

But that’s okay. He just needs more time. More hot showers and good meals and orgasms that blow his pretty doctor brain into next week. Then he’ll understand.

“Evan, baby.” I sigh, stretching my arms behind my head. “You’ve been working so hard. You haven’t even been watching the news, have you?”

His brows draw together. “I know the flu is bad.”

I hum, tapping my fingers against my thigh. “Sure. But did you hear about the death toll? The experimental vaccine they’re testing?”

He frowns. “I…”

I wave a hand. “You didn’t. Because you’re always so busy, running yourself ragged, patching up idiots who stab themselves in bar fights.”

His mouth presses into a thin line.

Because I’m right.

And that’s the problem with people like Evan.

They’re so in it, so tangled up in the madness of the world, that they never stop long enough to see how bad things are getting.

But I see it. I see everything.

And zombies can start from either.

A bad vaccine? A mutating virus?

Or maybe it won’t be that dramatic. Maybe it’ll just be a complete societal breakdown.

All I know is, the world is going to shit. And when it does, Evan’s going to realize I was right.

Until then, I have time. I have patience. And we don’t need a doctor just yet.

I did think he’d be my easiest, though.

Maybe even help with the others once he settled in. But I might have misjudged him just a little.

He’s harder to read than I expected.

Daddy warned me about that.Men don’t always show you what they’re thinking, baby girl. You watch their actions, not their words.

And Evan’s actions?

They say he’s not ready.

Which means I have to be extra careful about who I bring in next.

Because the last thing I need is two of them working together too soon, forming some rebellion before they’ve settled right.

Later? Of course I want them working together. But only once they understand how things are going to be.