's vi
moil brewing inside me. It had been a week since I'd last spoken to him, and I'd been avoidi
hed it aside, focusing on the task at hand. "Good morning, Mr.
d sense the questions behind his eyes, b
, and assessed his condition. It was all rout
ke up, his voice low and hus
this conversation. But I nodded, steeling myself for
nd not to know him? The truth was, I was scared. Scared of the emotions that still
don't know what you're talking about," I said, my voic
hat made my skin prickle. "Don't lie to me, Kelly," he said, his
lve weakening. How much longer could I keep up this charade?
ind Kelly, I have bee
mind. You have been on my mind. The phrase sent a flutter throu
nother manipulation? I searched his eyes, trying to rea
estions. "What do you want from me, Adrian
my heart skip a beat. "I want to find out what happened between us," he said
dge of a precipice, staring into the unknown. What would I say? Wo
"I need to check your vitals, Mr. Roman,"
I couldn't let him get under my skin, not now. Not
ould sense his curiosity, his desire to know more abou
ack, my expression neutral. "Everything looks good
but Adrian's voice
eart racing. What
followed me. Why was my heart still beating for this man wh
, the tears, the moments of intimacy. But it was all built
feeling that I still cared for him. It was like my heart was
g out of the room. "I'll send in the nurse to tak
eded. Distance from him, from the emotions he stirred up in me. But as I close
wealthiest in New York, and he'd been ashamed to introduce me to the
ipulation. He'd been hiding me from his world, from th
ly one for him, like I was enough. But it was all a facade. He'd
him get so close to me. I vowed to myself that I wouldn't let him p
eep. I'd been fooled by him, a
hart one last time. Three weeks had passed since he'd b
ncounter. I'd been avoiding him as much as poss
p, his eyes locking onto mine. "Dr. Ke
nor. "Mr. Roman, you're ready to be discharged. I
could sense a hint of tension between us, but
appointments, Adrian listened intently. But I coul
is movements fluid. "Thank you, Dr.
eyes - a spark of familiarity, of intimacy. And for a moment, I f
ient and calculated. The whispers about his personality were true - he'
nt side of him. A side that was passionate, i
ulate me into falling for him. The man I thought I knew didn't exist. The man standi
ched, and I felt a jolt of electricity. But I refused
said, my voice detached. "I hope
I thought I saw a flicker of something - emotion
d away, leaving me to wonder wh