Chris lowered his eyes to her face. The fever had started to break, and the flush had faded from her cheeks, leaving her looking pale. Her lowered lashes trembled faintly, and there was still that same stubborn streak in her expression.“Then you must be very capable,” he said evenly.Winter’s lashes flickered.What was that supposed to mean? Was he talking to her like she was three?The phone kept ringing, but Chris made no move to answer it. Instead, he brought his hand to her mouth, three pills resting in his palm.“If you’re that capable, then take them.”Her head was already pounding from the cold, and hearing him say that in such a calm, infuriating tone made her feel like her skull was about to split open from anger.She weakly lifted a hand, trying to take the pills from him. “What I meant was, I’d feel bad keeping you from answ...”Before she could finish, Chris cupped the back of her head with his other hand and pushed all three pills into her mouth, cutting off the r
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