Love Therapy
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Wesley Hamilton has played professional rugby in his home country of New Zealand for the past 15 years, living carefree and unattached. What happens when an injury sends him halfway around the world, to a place he's never been, nor wants to be? Will he be able to maintain his "keeping people at arm's length" mentality, or open his mind and heart to something truly unexpected?
Fabiola Martinez has been a physical therapist for the better part of ten years, helping the athletes of the University she works at regain strength and mobility to return to their life of sports. She occasionally has to deal with the male athletes hitting on her but can usually put that fire out before anything gets started. When she is tasked to work with a professional athlete with a bigger ship on his shoulder than hers, will she be able to put aside her initial feelings and submit to a love like she's never known?
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"What I want?" His tone lifts, sharp and dangerous. "You want to know what I fucking want?" He takes a step closer, the floor squeaking under his sneakers, his breath uneven. "I want you out of my head," he spits, the words snapping like wire. "I want you out of my goddamn head, Eloise!" The words hit me like physical blows. "You think I don't know what you're doing? You think I don't see it?" he growls, pacing in front of me like a caged animal. "You've been in my head for weeks-weeks-and I can't fucking get you out! I close my eyes and you're there. I wake up and you're there. I'm trying to work, to take care of things, to live, and you're still fucking there!" ~~~~~~~ They aren't looking for love. Not when life already feels too heavy. One is learning how to live with the ache of what's been lost. The other is carrying more than anyone knows, holding the weight of responsibility on shoulders already built to bear it. But connection has a way of showing up when we least expect it. Because the thing about falling is...it doesn't wait for permission. And sometimes, the person we never planned on becomes exactly who we need.
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