Page 74 of The Way We Touch
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“Because of our connection.”
“Stop saying that.”
Oliver was shocked to see fear in her eyes. Was he bullying her? “I’m sorry if I’m too aggressive. Do you really want me to leave you alone?”
“Even if I don’t, your mother is my patient. Professional ethics and all.”
“Like I said, we can change her to another cardiologist.”
When she hesitated, he said, “I’m going leave you alone to think about this. I hate the idea that I’ve scared you. But, please, Anabelle, think about it.” He stood. “Say my name before I go.”
“I’ve said it many times.”
“My first name.”
Their gazes locked. God, he knew there was something here.
“Goodbye, Oliver.”
He grinned and walked away.
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