Bullets ripped through the front windows. Glass shattered everywhere. Pain sliced through his arm. Tayla gasped and slumped forward and he knew she had been hit too. Dean snatched her up, grunting through the pain, and ran through the house …
A decade worth of hurt and confusion and anger melted away the second her lips touched his. Tayla had thought she’d hated Dean for what he had done to her up until the second he had told her that devastating …
He was in trouble. Dean hadn’t meant to declare that he intended to win Tayla back but as soon as the words were out of his mouth he realised that they were true. He wanted to explain to her why …
This couldn’t be happening. Tayla would almost rather that Dean thought she was a killer than to know that someone had killed four of her patients and then tried to come after her. Someone wanted her dead. Or worse. Maybe …
“You’re sure she’s okay?” Dean asked. Demanded really. And the young doctor quivered in her shoes. He should ease up on her but seeing Tayla lying unconscious in his arms, blood trickling from her nose, her whole body contorting in …
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