He had never felt this emotional attachment to anyone before, and could not say he would have ever thought to play nursemaid to any woman before. But with Moira, it had just happened. He hadn’t even question himself. Lucas had offered to find a caregiver and Conrad had declined making Lucas pause and wonder if his friend had gone insane. Well, he was till wondering too if he had gone insane. Truth be told, for a while he had. Until her fever had finally broken in the early hours of the morning. He had felt helpless, a feeling that was not in Conrad’s vocabulary. This thing with Moira was moving fast. He had only wanted a few nights with her, no emotions, no attachments. When she had rejected him, he should have simply moved on. But no, like a fool he had simply persevered, called her several times a day and she had ignored his calls. His texts had suffered the same ailment. He had been with lots of women, many of them beautiful, but none as stunning as Moira, and even without makeup.
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