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" Okay, Stella." I stepped closer, edging into her space. "You don't want a relationship. Okay. I won't give you one."
Her eyebrow arched up. I moved closer.
"You don't want sex," I continued. "Okay. I won't give it to you."
She glanced down, her gaze on my coat.
"You don't want a nice guy." I shrugged. "Okay. I won't give you one."
I inched closer, all the way into her space now. She sucked in a breath, blew it out slowly. "I won't give you anything, Stel," I said. "Not until you ask me for it. "
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" why she wants you to think it over."
"It must be a neurosurgeon thing," she mused. "This intractability. It's what happens when you assume one organ system is more important than the others."
"It is," he replied. "When the brain shuts down, the game's over."
Alex squared her shoulders and let out a long breath. "Gastric functions continue, unaided, for at least a week following brain death."
"Yeah. With a ventilator," he snapped.
Because I couldn't listen to this argument without fighting for my service's supremacy, I added, "You're both wrong because none of it matters without a beating heart."
The three of us stared at each other for a second, each ready to drop our specialized
hammers. Then Nick said, "We need to get a urologist at this table. Someone to stand up for balls. "
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" He vibed on a different level, my man-brick. He wasn't meant for anything but full-out, balls to the walls, unrelenting intensity when it came to work, women, even burgers. His whole damn life moved at that level. All or nothing at all.
And what a treat that full-out, balls to the walls, unrelenting adoration would be. But it wasn't meant for me. Not for now, not for keeps. "
― Kate Canterbary , Before Girl (Vital Signs, #1)