Summer carefully washed her hands before massaging her foster father's legs.
Summer had excelled academically, but under her adoptive mother's domineering influence, she abandoned her love for design and enrolled in nursing school instead.
Though she never loved the field, leaving her grades unremarkable, the basic skills she learned now proved useful.
Her foster father noticed the sweat forming on Summer's nose, his heart aching as he said, "My dear Summer, you're so beautiful and thoughtful. I wonder which lucky guy will have the honor of marrying you one day."
This sentence happened to fall on the ears of Adrian, who came to do rounds.
Adrian hesitated at the door as Summer's playful voice reached him. "Dad, I've already said it—I'm not getting married in this lifetime!"
Her words
