Alaska, With Love Assassin-Shifter 02 - by Sandrine Gasq-DIon Read Free Book Online Page B

look at his therapist. Doctor Cormick Forrester was in his thirties as far as Mark could tell. His hair was strawberry blonde; he had crystal clear blue eyes and a creamy complexion broken up by a smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose. Needless to say whoever he had at home was one lucky fuck. Mark’s mind, however, was elsewhere, on a tall blonde with emerald eyes.
    Care to share?” “
“ Well, I’ve already told you about Josh.”
“ Yes, you did.” Cormick tilted his head. “What I want to know is how you’re dealing with the nightmares.”

“ Well, I really have no choice but to deal with them
don’t I?” Mark tried to smile; it turned out to be more like a grimace. “I wake up soaked in sweat, screaming.”
    “ You need to give yourself time, Mark. It’s only been three months. You’ve said you don’t want to pursue Josh until your whole again, correct?”
“ Correct.” Mark nodded. “I also want to make sure he’s

still there to pursue.”
    Cormick sat forward resting his elbows on his knees, with his notepad dangling from his fingers. “You really don’t have much self-esteem anymore do you? You’re a beautiful man Mark, anyone would be lucky to have you.”
    “ You have no idea what Josh looks like, Doc. He’s probably got thousands of women waiting in line outside of his house with food in their hands, along with their panties; just dying to be given the chance to take care of him.” Mark chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair. Damn, he’d be the first one in that line, hissing at the other women. That brought a smile to his face and he saw Doctor Forrester arch a brow. “I had a visual.”
    “ Were you in that line?” Cormick laughed softly. He liked his sessions with Mark Patterson, he was sweet. He genuinely wished he could heal him somehow, in time for him to get to Josh, but Mark was on his own schedule.

Mark needed to heal himself first.
    “ Why yes, as a matter of fact I was. I took them out like a professional linebacker. Those women can’t give him what I can.”
    “ Do I even want to know?” Cormick covered his face with his notepad to cover the blush in his cheeks, and to hide his smile.

“ Probably not, but it would make for great daytime TV.”
    Mark waggled his eyebrows.
“ You’re one special man, Mark.”
“ Like special as in, I need a helmet and medication?” Mark cracked up.
     
“ Okay, not familiar with the helmet.” Cormick smiled. “Medication, maybe.”
     
“ I don’t want the drugs.” Mark shook his head. “But I’ll take the helmet.”
     
“ I don’t think there’s a prescription for helmets.” “ Could you imagine the pharmacists face if there was?”
    Mark giggled.
“ Do you still want to try hypnosis?”
Mark sat back uneasily. “I’m not sure, what if you try shit while I’m under?” Mark grinned mischievously.
    “ I assure you, I am the epitome of professionalism.” Cormick read Mark’s face easily. “I’ll bring you out as soon as I see it becoming too much. I promise Mark.”
Mark thought about it. Really, what did he have to lose at this point? “Alright.”
    ~~
Josh.” “
    Josh was pulled out of his daydream by Wayne’s old west drawl. He was standing with a bear trap in his hands, frowning. “Huh?”
“ Ya wanna keep yer fingers?”
    “ Oh! Shit, yeah.” Josh dropped the trap in the basket in the back of the four wheeler. This was the fourth trap they’d found this morning alone. They’d also found a few where the wolves were known to hunt.
“ What the hell is on your mind, son?” Wayne ran his arm across his forehead, wiping the sweat off.
    Josh looked Wayne Maccon over; he was a man’s man. Josh didn’t know if he felt comfortable telling him about Mark. “I don’t know if you can relate, Wayne.”
Chicks or dicks?” “
“ What?” Josh almost fell over on his ass in surprise. Did he really just hear that question?
    “ Well, the way I see it, confusion such as yours