Flash Marriage To The Mysterious Doctor

in her head. Her stomach churned with a toxic mix of tequila and adrenaline. Leaning again

She managed to type in her Brooklyn address and requested a c

n his window. "Alexa?" he asked, his eyes roaming over her in a wa

pen the back door and slid onto the cracked vinyl seat. The car sme

and closed her eyes as the car pulled away from the cur

She opened her eyes. They weren't on the main road to the bridge any

" she said, her voice shar

pt his eyes on the road, but she could see him watching h

d it. A soft, almost

hild

replaced by a terrifying clarity. She lunged for the

nded, her voice rising.

. He pressed his foot on the accelerator,

her ribs. She pounded on the

was on their tail, closing the distance with terrifying speed. It swerved into the oncoming lan

ing in protest before crashing into the back of the SUV with a sickening crunch of metal. The i

e looked up just in time to see the drive

rant. This was someone else entirely. His face was a mask of pure, cold fury. He moved with

and hauled Mike Kowalski out of t

the driver sputtered

e held him there with one hand, his eyes burning with a rage so intense it was frightening. He pulled out his

his voice a low, lethal growl. The driver st

or open with a single, sharp tug. He saw Alexa huddled in the corner, shaking, a dark bruise already

frame filling the doorwa

ice rough, but gentle. "Ge

hand, his grip warm and strong, and let him guide he

passenger door and carefully helping her inside. The interior smelled o

ody, and draped it over her shoulders. The weight of it was c

nce in the car was absolute, broken only by the soft sound of her own ragged b

ddenly, her voice rough. "This isn't...

ook at her. "I was in the area handling some business," he said, his

tness on a Friday night in a warehouse district? It was absurd. But she was too tired, too shake

e, moving into her personal space. She flinc

seatbelt. He pulled it across her body, the strap brushi

from his body. He didn't move back right away. He

e, "is what happens when you're alone and

to tell him she could take care

g to a persuasive murmur, "your safety becomes my responsibi

moment, terrified and bruised, it was exactly what she nee

b. He parked the car, got out, and walked her all the way to the elevator in the

urned and slipped his jacket off he

whispered, the wo

e looked at her for a long moment, his expression unread

out of the building, dis

feeling like jelly. She let herself in and slid down t

r own circumstances. And Donovan Beasley, her dark

eling of inevitability, tha

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