CHAPTER 40 | Holly
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A door slams, waking me. I roll over on Beau’s couch and sunlight hits me full in the face. I blink. I can’t believe it’s morning already.
Worse, I can’t believe I’m still this tired. I need to get going. I have a ton to do before heading to the hospital. I sit up, a light cotton blanket slipping from my shoulders and pooling in my lap. I finger the fabric. I know I didn’t pull this over me.
Which means Beau did.
So he’s thoughtful and gorgeous, I think. Great. Like anyone can resist that.
Like I’d even been trying.
I shake myself. Now is so not the time to be stupid and gooey. I have stuff to do, people to take care of, a life to get back on track. Just because Beau is occasionally thoughtful doesn’t mean he isn’t also damaged and complicated and...prett
