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ck came by again to check on me and gave me

uldn't resist ending with a reminder. "Avoid

o mock me on purpose, he was still my att

and he had done me a huge favor. Ho

n!" As Roderick stood at the door, finishing his lecture about a

heduled tonight," he replied almost

t on my face, but inside, I was cheerin

r with him. Not even in the slightest. Seriously, wh

friend who had been

"Ivy, why do I get the feeling you'r

ly denied it. "It's just that your job is s

rious, half-teasing look.

tone, those words-they fe

ing a bite late at night with me af

te late a

upposed to mean

riend" had been injured for "love" and was now bedridde

ome kind of compulsi

found an excuse to decline. "How about we wait until you, Dr. Wells,

ick a meaningful look. "Or better yet, once he's recovered, the two of us can formally

ing, yet before he could give voice to his thoughts, a charming nurse made her way towa

Jack was lying on the bed,

ou're still alive? What a blessing! Why

carried away! Please, I'm begging you-don't tell my Mom!" Jack p

then leaned in to whisper, "The doctor who operated on you is my college classmate. He misunderstood

d? What if your classmate secretly likes you and decides to take

ook such good care of you was because he misunderstood. At least he'd have to consider the po

oze mid-sentence, my wor

ago, there had been

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