A sharp sting jerked me back to reality.

"Ow!" I winced, instinctively trying to pull my hand away, but Dorian’s grip was firm, unyielding.

"Stay still," he said softly, his voice low and calm. "It’ll only take a second."

Seriously? His mood swings were more unpredictable than a summer thunderstorm. I couldn’t figure him out at all.

The nurse worked swiftly, her hands steady and precise. Before I knew it, she pulled out a ...