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doctor. Girl power and all that.”
    Liz could see the sides of Teyla’s lips struggling to lift and realized her friend was kidding her.
    “I want to experience more of it,” Liz confessed, totally not believing she was confessing this out loud and to Teyla.
    “That’s good to hear.”
    Liz forgot to breathe as Durango ’s low voice rumbled over her like smooth black velvet.
    “Hi, Ethan.” Teyla waved to an area behind Liz and then winked at Liz.
    Panic snapped through her. Oh God. Durango was up already and he’d heard her confession? Oh sweet heavens. This was so not good. What about Landon? And the other one? Had they heard, too? Were they standing behind her as well? She dared not look.
    Oh, she was so not ready to deal with them. Not now. Not when she had Teyla sitting here, her eyebrows raised with curiosity, obviously awaiting Liz’s next move.
    “Hey, doll. Nice to see you. I thought I heard voices. Your guys around, Teyla?”
    “They’re over in the west field. There’s some good grass for hay there,” Teyla answered, taking a nonchalant sip of her coffee, acting totally normal and pretending that what Liz had just told her didn’t affect her one way or the other.
    Liz could feel him all around her, and the tension zipping from him to her screamed sex. When he walked into her view, her insides melted. He wore nothing but his hip-hugging blue jeans and those perfectly sculpted, tanned muscles…Liz swore she was hot flashing just looking at them, although she was nowhere near menopause.
    “I see Liz took care of that bullet wound for you.”
    Liz saw Durango stiffen, and obviously he knew the cat was out of the bag. He didn’t answer. He also averted Liz’s gaze.
    Son of a bitch. She would deal with him the moment Teyla was gone. He could bet on that.
    “I think I’ll get dressed and pop on over and give your guys a hand, Tey. I’ll go out the back way. Nice seeing you again.”
    “Likewise, Ethan,” Teyla chirped. A bit too happily where Liz was concerned. But then again, Teyla was always happy these days with three men sexually satisfying her, protecting her, and loving her.
    They both waited for Durango to disappear down the hallway before Teyla leaned over the table and whispered softly, “He is so hunky. And the other two are, too. My goodness, Dr. Liz, you certainly do have the hottest male patients, and I’m not only speaking of your guys, but the last three guys you sent my way,” Teyla gushed.
    Then her mouth dropped into a quick frown. “I wonder sometimes what would have happened to me if Logan, Cass, and Spencer hadn’t arrived when they did. I love them all so dearly. I dread anything happening to them, especially if those vigilantes decide they want to go after them for their part in the Durango Gang. Has Ethan said anything to you about quitting?”
    That last question hit Liz in the gut like a bullet, and she sucked in a sharp breath at the impact. With all this sexual tension between her and Durango , she hadn’t really thought about it. Yet, here it was, poised over her head like a guillotine.
    Teyla’s brows furrowed with concern. “You have talked to him about this. I mean, you can’t just allow them to have sex with you and then just leave. That’s just not right, Liz. You deserve better. You have to demand better for yourself. When he leaves, it will hurt you just like the last time. Maybe you don’t remember, but I do. You were a basket case for weeks.”
    “I can handle this. I will handle this. I want this. I need this.”
    “Be practical, Liz. You don’t need to be a pleasure girl for them.”
    “But you were one.” Those words escaped her mouth, and from the pained expression on Teyla’s face, Liz knew she shouldn’t have said anything. Besides being a friend, Teyla was also her client. She needed to remember to remain sensitive.
    “It was different for me. I needed the money.”
    I need the sex . Masturbation was good and all, but she needed the