“Honestly, Parker, darling! Can’t you just see it now? Saturday evenings spent ballroom dancing. Sunday brunch at the country club. All of our dinner and hotel reservations listed under Dr. and Mrs. Parker Sloan. You’ll spend your days at the hospital saving lives, being dashing and heroic. I’ll be the gorgeous, delightful socialite, raising money for our favorite charities. Spending my days seeing and being seen.” Blowing out an impatient breath of frustration, he said, “Only one problem with your scenario, sweetheart. I’m not a doctor. I’m a paramedic.” “Pishposh. There is no problem. Your father told mine that you were only a scant six months away from finishing medical school when you dropped out. All you really need to do is take the Medical Board Exam, and voilà! You’ll be a doctor before the ink dries on our marriage license.” He raked a hand through his unruly, black hair when what he really wanted to do was pull it out by the roots. Tiffany—or Tiff, as her pompous-assed father always called her—had no idea who Parker was or what he wanted out of life. All she could think about was landing herself a doctor, and she had set her sights on him and his potential to become one.
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