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RECOVERY
CLAUDIA
When I opened my eyes, he was seated by my side. He smiled as I gazed up at him. His hand stroked my hair. I felt the tips of his fingers. Just beneath the surface, there was desire and fear that he could have lost me. Energy pulsated between us. It was strong, powerful, and alien.
“I needed to see you to make sure you were okay. When I left you to seek help, you were in so much pain. I could feel it ripping through the lower part of your body. I hated that I couldn’t do anything to help you. I’m a biochemist, unfortunately.”
Quentin grinned. He looked so tame, so fragile at that moment. It was like looking at another person. Lovely dark locks fell to one side of his head. The color of his eyes was dark, strange and unnatural, but filled with beauty.
He pushed bac
