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yet.”
“And whose fault is that?” he demanded. “I’ve been asking you out for ages and you’ve been blowing me off. So how about dinner?”
“I must be crazy.” She closed her eyes as if she wanted some holy intervention. “Okay, sure.”
“Great.” He pumped his hand in victory. “When and where?”
She didn’t know what to say. Layla finished her waffle. Striding over to the bin, she threw in the paper plate. “How about we fix the time and date when we meet next?” It would give her time to ponder over this some more. “I should go now.”
“I’ll drop you. Same place as yesterday?”
“Actually no. That was my friend’s house, as I told you. I’m going home tonight.”
“And this friend of yours…he’s not your fiancé, right?”
She raised an eyebrow. Was he feeling insecure? “I don’t juggle men at the same time. Asher is a friend, and Gage, my ex-fiancé…is in my past.”
“Good. So I’m the present. That’s the way I like it.” He smirked.
Layla wasn’t sure what she’d gotten herself into, but as he dropped her home, her heart pounded with excitement. Clint seemed like such a delightful man, and she enjoyed spending time with him. Only time would tell as to how things would progress, but for now, she felt happy.
When he got out of the car and opened the door for her, she wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. Her pulse picked up again, as she gazed into his eyes. He’d made his intentions pretty clear. Yet, she felt hesitant to take the next step forward. When his arms encircled her waist and he drew her forward, she didn’t protest.
Oh, yes!
She wanted this.
His lips were soft on hers, and the kiss, was slow and passionate. All thoughts melted from her mind as she allowed herself to be carried on the hot current of desire that lanced through her veins. Sensations swam through her nerves and she enjoyed the way his lips moved over hers. When his tongue licked her bottom lip, she opened her mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss. Layla was taken aback by the depth of her feelings. She never wanted this moment to end and yet, she was scared about what would happen if it didn’t end.
When he finally stepped away, a wave of dizziness overtook her. The kiss, though too brief for her liking, was amazing.
He gazed into her eyes as if trying to figure out how she felt.
“I’ll see you around,” she managed to say.
Lifting her hand, he deposited a kiss on it. “Sooner than you think, Layla.”
When he left, she staggered upstairs and into her apartment. Her life was irrevocably changed after that kiss. For better or worse, he’d become a part of it—and from now on, there was no looking back.
Chapter Six
If someone is not treating you with love and respect, it is a gift if they walk away from you. If that person doesn’t walk away, you will surely endure many years of suffering with him or her. Walking away may hurt for a while, but your heart will eventually heal. Then you can choose what you really want. You will find that you don’t need to trust others as much as you need to trust yourself to make the right choices. ~Don Miguel Ruiz
Two days after, Layla got the dreaded call from her doctor. Seeing his name flash on her phone screen, she felt a momentary jolt. Did he finally know what was wrong with her? “Hello, good morning.”
“Layla, we have some news.”
Good news? She didn’t think so. “What is it?”
“Your test results have come in, and we’ve identified the reason why your hair is falling out. You’ve got alopecia.
Layla’s heart thundered against her chest. “Alopecia?”
“Yes, it’s an autoimmune disease in which your immune system attacks your hair follicles.”
“Is it life-threatening?”
“Oh no, dear. Nothing like that. In most cases, the hair starts to grow back on its own within a year. However, in some cases, it doesn’t come back. We would like to start you on treatments, though. I would like
“And whose fault is that?” he demanded. “I’ve been asking you out for ages and you’ve been blowing me off. So how about dinner?”
“I must be crazy.” She closed her eyes as if she wanted some holy intervention. “Okay, sure.”
“Great.” He pumped his hand in victory. “When and where?”
She didn’t know what to say. Layla finished her waffle. Striding over to the bin, she threw in the paper plate. “How about we fix the time and date when we meet next?” It would give her time to ponder over this some more. “I should go now.”
“I’ll drop you. Same place as yesterday?”
“Actually no. That was my friend’s house, as I told you. I’m going home tonight.”
“And this friend of yours…he’s not your fiancé, right?”
She raised an eyebrow. Was he feeling insecure? “I don’t juggle men at the same time. Asher is a friend, and Gage, my ex-fiancé…is in my past.”
“Good. So I’m the present. That’s the way I like it.” He smirked.
Layla wasn’t sure what she’d gotten herself into, but as he dropped her home, her heart pounded with excitement. Clint seemed like such a delightful man, and she enjoyed spending time with him. Only time would tell as to how things would progress, but for now, she felt happy.
When he got out of the car and opened the door for her, she wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. Her pulse picked up again, as she gazed into his eyes. He’d made his intentions pretty clear. Yet, she felt hesitant to take the next step forward. When his arms encircled her waist and he drew her forward, she didn’t protest.
Oh, yes!
She wanted this.
His lips were soft on hers, and the kiss, was slow and passionate. All thoughts melted from her mind as she allowed herself to be carried on the hot current of desire that lanced through her veins. Sensations swam through her nerves and she enjoyed the way his lips moved over hers. When his tongue licked her bottom lip, she opened her mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss. Layla was taken aback by the depth of her feelings. She never wanted this moment to end and yet, she was scared about what would happen if it didn’t end.
When he finally stepped away, a wave of dizziness overtook her. The kiss, though too brief for her liking, was amazing.
He gazed into her eyes as if trying to figure out how she felt.
“I’ll see you around,” she managed to say.
Lifting her hand, he deposited a kiss on it. “Sooner than you think, Layla.”
When he left, she staggered upstairs and into her apartment. Her life was irrevocably changed after that kiss. For better or worse, he’d become a part of it—and from now on, there was no looking back.
Chapter Six
If someone is not treating you with love and respect, it is a gift if they walk away from you. If that person doesn’t walk away, you will surely endure many years of suffering with him or her. Walking away may hurt for a while, but your heart will eventually heal. Then you can choose what you really want. You will find that you don’t need to trust others as much as you need to trust yourself to make the right choices. ~Don Miguel Ruiz
Two days after, Layla got the dreaded call from her doctor. Seeing his name flash on her phone screen, she felt a momentary jolt. Did he finally know what was wrong with her? “Hello, good morning.”
“Layla, we have some news.”
Good news? She didn’t think so. “What is it?”
“Your test results have come in, and we’ve identified the reason why your hair is falling out. You’ve got alopecia.
Layla’s heart thundered against her chest. “Alopecia?”
“Yes, it’s an autoimmune disease in which your immune system attacks your hair follicles.”
“Is it life-threatening?”
“Oh no, dear. Nothing like that. In most cases, the hair starts to grow back on its own within a year. However, in some cases, it doesn’t come back. We would like to start you on treatments, though. I would like
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