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His brows shot up.“What?”
A sigh escaped her as she leaned back against the seat and closed her eyes.“Get in the car.”
He shut the door.A moment later, she heard the driver’s side door open and felt him slide into the Impala with her.Her eyes remained closed as he started the car.
“What kind of expert are you again?”Eb asked.
“ASupernaturalone.As in, Sam and Dean from the unforgettable TV show.”Her life-long bad-boy addiction had made her fall for Dean instantly.“The main character, Dean—he drove a ‘67 Impala.So I may have learned a bit about the car.”
“Sounds like you learned more than a bit.”
Horror sank through her.“Oh, no.”Her eyes flew open.Her head swiveled his way as she gaped at him.“Do you have a brother?”Hudson had never mentioned much about Eb’s family.
“Actually, yeah, I do have a brother.”
Again… “Oh, no.”
“Why is that a problem?I happen to love my brother.”
She tugged at the seatbelt she’d pulled over herself.“Of course, you do.Because you’re too much like freaking Dean and that may explain why I have the urge to jump you.”
Eb cleared his throat.“You’re gonna need to explain more.Especially about the jumping me part.”
No, she should not explain more.Instead, she should end the conversation before things were said that she could not take back with her currently loose lips.“I’m tired.”Way more than just tired.“I am not thinking clearly.I have none of my usual control.I will be collapsing ASAP.”A worry rose, making her heart race.“Where is Henry?Tell me that he’s safe?—”
“Relax.”
“You relax,” she snapped right back even as her whole body ached, and she wished that she could relax.Oh, if only.
“Jeffrey has Henry.”
“Who in the world is Jeffrey?”
“The firefighter?The one with the impressive mustache?The one who realized right away that Henry wasn’t just an ordinary dog?Jeffrey Lee.”
She sniffed.“There will never be anything ordinary about Henry.”That dog was her superhero.
“Jeffrey was on the scene when you were hauled out of the guesthouse.”
Her memories of that scene were pretty foggy.Eb had been shouting orders.And demanding that she be okay.He’d gripped her hand until she’d been loaded into the back of the ambulance.Thatpart she remembered quite vividly.One of the EMTs had pried her hand from Eb’s.
“Jeffrey agreed to watch your dog.”
“I’ll have to thank your new firefighting best friend for his pet sitting service.”
Eb turned the wheel.His long, strong fingers flew over the surface.
She swallowed.Why was it oddly sexy to watch those powerful fingers spin that wheel?
“He knew before you actuallyhadthe seizure.Henry knew, I mean.”
“Now you get why I wanted him back so badly.That dog is worth his weight in gold.”She just wanted to curl up into a ball and crash.To know that she was safe and didn’t have to worry for a while.“Had to get him back.”She’d been so desperate.“Golden Retrievers have a great sense of smell.”
“That’s how he knew the seizure was coming?He could smell the difference with you?”A whistle.“That’s freaking amazing.”
“That’s Henry.”She loved that dog.“A friend helped me get him in Vegas.”
“Hudson knew that Henry was your epileptic service dog.”