Long Shot: An MMA Stepbrother Romance - Plot & Excerpts
I talk to myself as I pull on my panties and leggings, trying to get myself in some sort of presentable manner for the hospital. It’s not like it’s a super formal work environment, but I don’t think they’d want me to show up without any pants. A lot more people would be applying for medical school if that was what being a doctor was all about. I giggle at the thought, but the sound is thin and nervous when it comes out. Frank has been a looming threat for our entire time at the quaint little cottage. The problem is, I don’t know what that threat truly means. This is Josh’s world, not mine. The threats in my world are predictable: there’s the threat of fucking up a patient, the threat of having a patient die, and the threat of getting sick from a supervirus. That last one doesn’t cross my mind too much—only on particularly bad days. “Josh knows Frank,” I remind myself as I pull on a bra under my shirt and stumble into my shoes. “And if he says that I’m fine just heading off to the hospital, then I’m fine.”
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