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front of her house.
She hesitated before getting out. Taking a deep breath, she said, “I’m glad you came to Hope Springs. We needed you.”
“It’s not the type of medicine I want to practice, but I’ll admit it isn’t boring.”
Turning to face him, she asked, “What type of medicine do you want to practice?”
He sensed her unwillingness to leave, and it made him feel good. “I want to practice cutting-edge medicine. I want the newest and best equipment and procedures available for my patients.”
“We don’t have that here.”
“No, but you’ve got mighty big horses.” That coaxed a tiny smile from her. She looked beautiful in the fading light.
She acted as if she wanted to say something else. Instead, she abruptly got out. She gave a little wave and said, “Good night, Dr. White. See you on Monday.”
He watched her walk inside the white, narrow, two-story Victorian and felt a sharp sense of regret. He’d missed his chance to escape her dangerous undertow. He was well and truly in for a nasty dunking. Amber Bradley was as beautiful as the sea and every bit as dangerous to his peace of mind. Shifting his SUV into reverse, he backed out of her drive, determined not to think about her the rest of the night.
He hadn’t gone half a block before the memory of her last little smile slipped into his mind and stayed there.
Chapter Seven
B eside Amber’s front door, Fluffy sat waiting to get in. She picked up the overweight white cat. “How did you get out?”
A yellow tabby darted past her feet and raced down the steps. Amber recognized Ginger, her neighbor’s cat. Apparently, she had broken up a feline tryst.
Inside her house, Amber put the cat down and flipped on the kitchen light. Crossing the room, she dumped her purse on the table. Fluffy began rubbing against Amber’s legs. She picked up the big cat again and cuddled him close, taking comfort from his happy, rumbling purr.
“Did you see the guy in the car? This is nuts, Fluffy. I don’t understand why I’m so attracted to that man. He’s standing in the way of my life’s work. One minute I want to strangle him, the next minute I’m wondering what kissing him would be like. What is wrong with me?”
Putting the cat down, Amber puttered around her cheery yellow kitchen. She had only one object in mind, to get so tired that she couldn’t think about Dr. Phillip White anymore. On the one hand, she was furious with him for stopping her midwife practice. On the other hand, she was honest enough to admit she was deeply drawn to him.
Why, she had no idea. Sure, he was a good physician, butshe’d met plenty of those. He wasn’t the best-looking man she’d ever met. Close maybe, but looks weren’t everything. Phillip had more going for him. Even if he didn’t understand the Amish, he seemed willing to learn. Could he learn to love this place as she did?
She banged her hands on the countertop. “Stop obsessing about him!”
Her shout startled Fluffy and sent the long-haired white cat dashing out of the room.
“Great. Now you’ll be stuck behind the sofa, and I’ll spend the night listening to you yowl. One more mark against the oh-so-handsome Dr. Surfer Boy,” she shouted after the cat.
Fluffy’s ample girth made it impossible for him to turn around and get out of his favorite hiding place. He would simply yowl until someone moved the heavy sofa away from the wall or pulled aside the even heavier bookcase that blocked one end of his tunnel.
Ignoring her cat, Amber began vigorously scrubbing her kitchen sink. Unfortunately, the exercise only took a couple of minutes. Next, she washed the kitchen floor. Another ten minutes gone. By now, Fluffy had started mewing loudly. “All right, I’m coming.”
After freeing her pet, Amber glanced at the clock. It was time to call Harold. Settling herself in her favorite chair, she dialed the long-distance number.
Each day she called and got an update from Harold to share with his
She hesitated before getting out. Taking a deep breath, she said, “I’m glad you came to Hope Springs. We needed you.”
“It’s not the type of medicine I want to practice, but I’ll admit it isn’t boring.”
Turning to face him, she asked, “What type of medicine do you want to practice?”
He sensed her unwillingness to leave, and it made him feel good. “I want to practice cutting-edge medicine. I want the newest and best equipment and procedures available for my patients.”
“We don’t have that here.”
“No, but you’ve got mighty big horses.” That coaxed a tiny smile from her. She looked beautiful in the fading light.
She acted as if she wanted to say something else. Instead, she abruptly got out. She gave a little wave and said, “Good night, Dr. White. See you on Monday.”
He watched her walk inside the white, narrow, two-story Victorian and felt a sharp sense of regret. He’d missed his chance to escape her dangerous undertow. He was well and truly in for a nasty dunking. Amber Bradley was as beautiful as the sea and every bit as dangerous to his peace of mind. Shifting his SUV into reverse, he backed out of her drive, determined not to think about her the rest of the night.
He hadn’t gone half a block before the memory of her last little smile slipped into his mind and stayed there.
Chapter Seven
B eside Amber’s front door, Fluffy sat waiting to get in. She picked up the overweight white cat. “How did you get out?”
A yellow tabby darted past her feet and raced down the steps. Amber recognized Ginger, her neighbor’s cat. Apparently, she had broken up a feline tryst.
Inside her house, Amber put the cat down and flipped on the kitchen light. Crossing the room, she dumped her purse on the table. Fluffy began rubbing against Amber’s legs. She picked up the big cat again and cuddled him close, taking comfort from his happy, rumbling purr.
“Did you see the guy in the car? This is nuts, Fluffy. I don’t understand why I’m so attracted to that man. He’s standing in the way of my life’s work. One minute I want to strangle him, the next minute I’m wondering what kissing him would be like. What is wrong with me?”
Putting the cat down, Amber puttered around her cheery yellow kitchen. She had only one object in mind, to get so tired that she couldn’t think about Dr. Phillip White anymore. On the one hand, she was furious with him for stopping her midwife practice. On the other hand, she was honest enough to admit she was deeply drawn to him.
Why, she had no idea. Sure, he was a good physician, butshe’d met plenty of those. He wasn’t the best-looking man she’d ever met. Close maybe, but looks weren’t everything. Phillip had more going for him. Even if he didn’t understand the Amish, he seemed willing to learn. Could he learn to love this place as she did?
She banged her hands on the countertop. “Stop obsessing about him!”
Her shout startled Fluffy and sent the long-haired white cat dashing out of the room.
“Great. Now you’ll be stuck behind the sofa, and I’ll spend the night listening to you yowl. One more mark against the oh-so-handsome Dr. Surfer Boy,” she shouted after the cat.
Fluffy’s ample girth made it impossible for him to turn around and get out of his favorite hiding place. He would simply yowl until someone moved the heavy sofa away from the wall or pulled aside the even heavier bookcase that blocked one end of his tunnel.
Ignoring her cat, Amber began vigorously scrubbing her kitchen sink. Unfortunately, the exercise only took a couple of minutes. Next, she washed the kitchen floor. Another ten minutes gone. By now, Fluffy had started mewing loudly. “All right, I’m coming.”
After freeing her pet, Amber glanced at the clock. It was time to call Harold. Settling herself in her favorite chair, she dialed the long-distance number.
Each day she called and got an update from Harold to share with his
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