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My eyes burn. Really badly. They’ve been burning since yesterday morning, ever since my eyes landed on what was inside that damn folder. And they continued to burn through today’s morning practice and all my classes. And they’re still burning now, probably even more than they were before as I stomp through the main hallway of the surgical center. “Excuse me, Miss, you can’t go through there,” I hear a female voice call after me, but I don’t stop. “Miss, office hours are over. You cannot go in there!” she… Read More

I stare ahead like a confused idiot, unable to do much more than blink in shock for several seconds. What in the hell of all hells is Mindy, of all people, doing at my apartment? And this early in the morning? She’s wearing a black and silver ruffled dress that looks like it could buy this entire apartment complex and maybe even the entire street leading up to it. Her hair is in the same sleek bun from last night, but she looks as fresh as ever, as if she… Read More

A few hours later…   I hear banging. Lots and lots of banging. Then I hear my doorbell ring quite a few times, and as I slowly come into consciousness, I realize all the ruckus is coming from my door. Who the hell could possibly be here at this time? I toss and turn under my covers, willing the knocking to stop and its creator to go away. But unfortunately for me, neither of those things happen. With a sigh, I finally sit up, pushing myself up and propping my… Read More

He sets me down gently, and the cold concrete floor beneath my feet is both a welcoming feeling because of its familiarity and also an unpleasant shove back into my reality which the man towering above me is not—and cannot—be a part of. I start to speak. “Listen—” “I know why you were there,” he says, cutting off my attempt at an explanation. I’d be pissed that he just cut me off if his voice wasn’t so calm—gentle, even. I raise an eyebrow. “You…you do?” I blink a few times,… Read More

Frost continues to remain silent as well, much to my surprise. I was certain he was going to drill and interrogate me to no end from the looks he’d given me back at the mansion when I ran into him. I should really be happy he isn’t saying anything, but for some reason, his silence—or perhaps refusal to talk about the very obvious pink elephant in the room—is somehow more disturbing than any yelling or blackmail he might have had in store for me. The silence continues to stretch on… Read More

He turns his attention back to me once more, breaking the ice but thankfully also without bringing up the very obvious pink elephant in the room. “Wait here, I’ll bring my car around,” he says, already walking away. “Didn’t you have a valet park it for you?” I ask. “No,” he says simply. “I don’t like other people touching my car.” I sigh and shake my head. “Oh lord, you’re one of those guys?” He looks at me incredulously, his brow arched. “What guys?”

We make our way back to the roundabout again, and this time I have a hard time enjoying the scenery as I walk past more statues and fountains and other impressive sights. My mind is completely preoccupied with the imposing man walking next to me, leading me with his hand still resting snugly on my lower back. I hate to admit it, but his hand feels amazing; strong and sure and possessive. I really should tell him to take it off me, to keep his hands to himself, but I’m… Read More

I stop mid-step as the words leave his mouth. I whip around and face him again, my eyes boring holes into his head. “You son of a bitch—” “Now, let’s not get hostile, Raven,” he says coolly, easily cutting me off and closing the distance between us once more. He slides his hands into his pockets almost nonchalantly, and he sports a bored expression on his face. He seems pretty aloof, but obviously he’s anything but since he can’t seem to keep his irritating behind out of my business. He… Read More

I feel my eyebrow arch of its own accord, and I can’t stifle the incredulous huff that leaves my chest. “Excuse me?” What the fuck? Did this guy just tell me that what I do is his business? Frost gives me a hard look, his features becoming a bit more tense than usual—and that somehow makes him appear even more handsome, if you can believe that. “I don’t like repeating myself,” he begins, “but since you probably didn’t know that about me prior to now, I’ll make an exception for… Read More

He leads me through the long hallway, stopping a few times to greet a few people and acknowledge waves from several with a nod of his head. I can’t help but notice several women stare at him as we walk by, their eyes roaming over him seductively in an obvious show of lust and wanting. Their looks are admiring and appraising…until their attention shifts to me. Their eyes grace me with scowls and glares, as if they’d like nothing more than for me to shrivel up and disappear into thin… Read More