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.

better at saying one thing and meaning

soon as she stepped aside, Dorothy walked

like this to begin

door, waiting for a response before daring to

bed, she lowered her head,

"Mr. Lopez."

are you here?

mince his words,

moving closer to him. "How are you feeling? What made you suddenly ill?" Everett scoffed internally, though his face

don't need

I

Kevin?" Everett

was taken aback. "I

come here and

away from her, leaving Quincy feeling

to her poisoning him, but she held back. The poison needed more time to take full effect, and

revealing anything.

hadn't

hope

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