Josie awoke in her own bed. When did I go to bed? was her first, disjointed thought. She remembered nothing of doing so. In fact, she remembered very little beyond Tim kissing her. She blushed a little at the memory of her response to him, how completely content she had been there in his arms.
Dr. Timothy Scott. She had to laugh a little at that. It seems I’ve come full circle, she thought to herself. She couldn’t deny that she once again found the man quite attractive, both physically and otherwise. The more I’ve worked with him and talked with him, the more attracted I’ve become.
