Trinity Blaine was supposed to be a one-night and done, but now she’s standing in my ER.
She’s stubborn, infuriating, and always ready to argue.
She challenges every decision I make and questions everything I stand for.
And yet, I can’t stay away.
Trinity says she’s only here for her mother, and when her care is sorted, she’ll leave.
But every heated argument, every stolen glance, every moment in my bed makes me want to keep her here longer.
I’m not supposed to feel this way. Not about her.
But the longer she’s in my world, the harder it is to imagine letting her go.
