RaeAnne Thayne

For a long moment she actually looked at her legs, something she tried to avoid as much as possible.Her aversion was ridiculous, she knew. She was a nurse practitioner and had served in hospitals in a war zone, for heaven’s sake. She had seen far worse than a stump of a limb that ended just below the knee. It was only skin and bone and nerve endings, not the essence of her entire psyche.So why did it feel like she was nothing more than this now?

– Rentre chez toi te coucher , répéta-t-elle encore une fois. A ton réveil, tu pourras m’adresser par mail la liste des choses à faire. Entre-temps, je vais commencer à installer les décorations pour la soirée.

– Tu es sûre ?

– Certaine. Rentre. Si tu ne le fais pas de toi-même, j’ai l’impression que Marlon ici présent va te jeter sur son épaule et te sortir d’ici avec perte et fracas.

– Vraiment ?

For a doctor dedicated to healing the human body, he certainly knew how to punish his own. Jake Dalton rotated his shoulders and tried to ignore the aches and pains of the adrenaline crash that always hit him once the thrill of delivering a baby passed