He really was something else...

Any woman who got close to him felt it.

"In the future, Ms. Sanchez, I'd rather you not play the good Samaritan here at the hospital. If he and I end up fighting over this, I'll hold a grudge against you." "Don't worry, I won't be coming back."

Dorothy was too drained to engage in a war of words with Quincy.

It wasn't about winning or losing; she simply couldn't muster the energy.

"That's for the best."

"Can you move now?" Dorothy frowned. "A good dog doesn't block the path."

"You"

"If you don't stand in my way, you're not a dog."

If she continued to stand there, well, that was another story.

Quincy huffed coldly, a stark contrast to her usually gentle demeanor.

handle it yourself. No one's better at saying one thing and meaning another than

stepped aside, Dorothy walked

like

room door, waiting for a response before

Everett lying in the hospital bed, she lowered her head, a

"Mr. Lopez."

are you here?

his words,

come check on you." Quincy didn't leave, instead moving closer to him. "How are you feeling?

need

always push me away, even after your split with Ms. Sanchez. I don't get it. I saved your life

Kevin?" Everett

was taken aback.

here and

from her, leaving Quincy

back. The poison needed more time to take full effect, and she had to be sure

revealing anything.

the poison hadn't fully integrated into his bloodstream, her efforts

hope

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