No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Dustin's eyes dimmed noticeably. When he had offered to style my hair earlier and I'd dodged, but didn't flinch when Conrad touched me, it was clear favoritism. Anyone would feel awkward in his shoes. But after our heart-to-heart, Dustin didn't let it show. Even when I caught his eye, he just gave me a calm smile and joked, "Looks like you're still getting used to Rad's closeness." I was at a loss for words.

Conrad replied, "Well, yeah. She almost ended up being my wife."

I was totally speechless.

Dustin sneered, "Yeah, almost."

Conrad glanced at Dustin, his eyebrows raised in a 'did I say something wrong?' expression.

"Your forehead feels a bit warm," Conrad said, pulling back and then he called a passing nurse, "Could we get a thermometer over here?"

"It's probably nothing..." I started, but Conrad cut me off.

"It's not up to you," he said, and right on cue, the nurse arrived with a digital thermometer, pressing it to my forehead.

"99.5°F."

Conrad instructed the nurse, "Please inform the doctor about this and check if the blood results are in. We need to know if it's an infection or just a chill from being in the cold."

so professional, you'd think

left to follow his instructions, and Dustin had already got me some hot tea, "Drink some of this, Felicia.

brothers was

should head back. Aren't mom and dad taking you to that matchmaking dinner tomorrow? Don't stay up late; you need to look your best." I was surprised,

soft smile, "Didn't get the chance,

a dig at Conrad for interrupting our conversation earlier,

appeared to be close,

nor did I intend to

girl your

"Yep,

dad always have

taste," Dustin said,

Wet

also a

didn't work out with the Wagner

rest," Rad practically ushered him

didn't pull