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Everything Selene did was distracting me from seeing her as a patient. Normally, I could maintain that professional boundary, but not with her. Not with Selene.
Selene.
Even her name was distracting. It was so beautiful, so fitting for her. I longed to hear her say mine, perhaps as she was lost in our passion. Focus, I reminded myself, but I found it impossible. My instincts were taking over, making me want to shed that damn dress and explore every inch of her.
We both knew our situation was complicated, and we hadn’t yet discussed it. Was now the right time? Or should we just ignore it until I left? More importantly, now that I had found her, did I want to leave?
The room was silent as Selene ate the bread. I was at a loss for words, afraid that anything I said would come ou
