Unprepared

Unprepared

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 15, 2022
*SEQUEL TO UNEXPECTED* Nothing could have prepared me for this, for him. I've never been one to have "a plan," I take life as it's thrown at me and just hope for the best. I don't know what I want, who I should be, or where to even begin. But then, there's him... I see how he looks at me, every one of his desires burning behind those blue eyes. And how it feels when we touch, as he imprints me with each brush of his fingers, claiming me as his own. Every ounce of my being wants him more than words can describe and I'm scared of that. I'm not ready for that. I've never known how unprepared I've been for love, until he came along. *** Kate never thought she'd live to see the day she would actually admit that maybe...just maybe, she wants to fall in love. These are feelings she's considered to be foreign and unattainable, at least they were, until the day he walked through the doors of that hospital. Until the day that Doctor Malcolm Dailey arrived, and changed her life in a way she never could have prepared for.
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