Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad was beyond disgusted with Zara. He pulled out his phone and immediately sent a message to the director of Harborview Hospital, demanding Zara's immediate dismissal for her unprofessional behavior.

It didn't take long for the director to respond. Once he dealt with Zara, Brad noticed that Nadine was swaying, barely able to stay upright.

As soon as he saw her start to slide to the floor, he scooped her into his arms. It was then that he realized— despite the thin fabric between them, he could feel the intense heat radiating from her skin.

"Do you have a fever?" he asked, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Just then, Nadine lifted her arms and wrapped them around his waist. Brad was a man—and a healthy one at that. It had been months since he'd last been intimate with her.

like a drop of water hitting hot oil. Even his usually calm

were both adults, and there was no mistaking

soon as she realized she shouldn't be holding Brad's waist, she forced herself to let go. But the instant she released him, she lost her

felt as if it had been electrified— tingling, numb, and unbearably itchy as if thousands of tiny insects were crawling over

bringing her back to that night six years ago—and to that unforgettable evening on

body felt unbearably weak, her legs like jelly. Fearing she'd fall, she clutched Brad's shirt desperately,

desperate attempt to stay conscious, she bit down hard on her tongue. The sharp pain cleared her mind for a fleeting moment

Brad's shirt, nuzzling against him. Her body was on fire, while his body was soothingly

mind, she lost all ability to control her thoughts and body. She could only