it

behind me. The room smelled like him. That intoxicating sce

me, the world stopped. Those amber eyes locked onto mine and heat flooded my

peated, his

k, my hands gripping my knees. Don't star

your class from Westbrook Medical Academy. Started your internship here three months ago

lip, sayi

inst the desk, right in front of me. So close I could smell his cologne. So

d touch him. To run my hands over that chest, to feel those a

ngerous, "how did you perform one of the mo

cleared my throat. "I guess it was just

t go to medical school, Mary. You were reckless. You could have made th

words came out shar

rkably well. Dr. Stevens said your technique was flawless. A

ike he was trying to solve a puzzle. Like I was so

the board meeting," he continued, his vo

ut?" I tried to sound inn

r. "Looking into my eyes all through the meeting like the road to your house is mapped in there. S

o hot I thought I might spontaneously combust.

about, sir," I lied. "I was only

devastating. "Really? Then tell me, what was

een so focused on watching him, on the way his mouth moved when he talked, on the

lip, trying desperately to

the small smile remained. "I'm not complaining

o you,'" I shot back,

anguage says

ld even process what he'd just said,

d twelve. Possible cardiac arr

e shortly," h

, something soft flickered in his eyes

smissed, M

for the door. My hand was on the

ar

with an expression I couldn't qu

ke it when your