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Clara

Amelia sank her teeth into the soft flesh of her lower lip, welco of blood

A tentative smile cut dimples into Cole’s cheeks “It’s been a while since our paths have crossed, too”

Not long enough Not nearly long enough Oh, Cole, what are you doing here?

His eyes were still bluer than the sea His light brown hair still streaked with gold, as if the sun hadn’t been able to resist reaching out and touching hireed when they’d h, they’d dubbed him Dr Disastrous

Cole was here On board her ship In theher first real deployment

Oh, yeah, Dr Disastrous fit and she suspected she was headed for the biggest disaster of her life The Titanic of disasters Especially since she wavered betanting to punch his handso for pole position was, but either way she didn’t like the une

asy fluttering in her chest

“You know hiain,about knowing Dr Evans’s replacement”

Taking a deep breath and re herself she was a lieutenant in the United States Navy, the hter of Admiral John Stockton and a force to be reckoned with under any set of circuaze to her nurse

“Dr Stanley graduated from Uniformed Services University of the Health Sciences with my oldest sister, Clara, two years ahead of me” She kept her face stoic, kept her tone even, emotionless “With the last naether and beca that time”

“Oh,” Tracy said, her curious gaze going back and forth between theether Acquainted”

Cole’s eyes flashed, hinting at the fire that burned beneath the surface, at the fact he’d known he’d be seeing her even if she hadn’t known of his arrival

“How is Clara?”

Despite the tight rein she always held on her emotions, Amelia’s eyes narrowed How could he ask that question? She wanted to scream, wanted to rip out his hair and kick hi brother, her friend, her biggest crush, her sister’s fiancé