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Laura
In the four years I’d lived in MacKellar Cove, I’d never once been to one of the private islands. It felt ostentatious to be going to a private island, but it was Nico’s island. Doc Rock. It was…
I tried not to think about all the things I hoped it meant. Nico was not the kind of man who let people in, but he invited me to his home. I knew he had a place in town, but I also knew his island was the place he felt most comfortable.
Which was part of why I was so damn nervous.
I packed a bag for the weekend and left it in my car in case he wanted to leave straight from work. I didn’t know how long it would take to get to his island, so I tried to be prepared for anything.
I hadn’t seen much of Nico all day. He got to work around lunchtime and saw patients all afternoon while I a
