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Ross had been sleeping in a chair for over two weeks, and it had become his body's enemy. The wooden chair had no mercy. It didn't bend or give, and his poor back made him want to yell for many nights. But most nights, he only mildly grunted and closed his eyes. Ross got about three hours of sleep. Some nights, he dreamed of climbing into bed beside her, but he realized Tippa was still very sick and still could be very well contagious.The required time for the virus to be gone is fourteen days. Once that happens he would be free to remove his mask. That will be a glorious day! Until then, he slept uncomfortably in a chair six feet away from her bedside with a mask on his face. Seeing that her health was gradually improving, Ross implemented taking her off most of the medicine. Her body was beginning to feel better, and she had more energy. But as for her mind and heart, she felt very confused and twisted up in a host of emotions."Tippa, guess what day it is?" Ross came into the bedro
The next morning, Tippa stood in the bathroom, questioning herself about last night. Unlike the many dreams she has entertained, that was filled with enticingly great sexual intercourse. Is this beautiful man coming to her in the middle of the night to satisfy her cravings? Gratifying her with the feel of his warm hands and hard staff against her core. Last night was nothing like her crackling dreams filled with energy and passion.Last night, she had been so sure that it was a miracle that he was next to her in the flesh. She had been so in love, and maybe she is still in love. Tippa remembered the way he walked, the depth of his dark eyes, and his quiet ways. He never talked much, but when he did, it was meaningful, intriguing, and tempting. The sound of his voice was like music. She loved to hear him speak, hanging on to every word and being warmed by the sound of his voice. Tippa sighed.“Why is this happening to me now? Why didn’t he kiss me first? Is he still attracted to me? Doe
Ross thought of only one way she could pay him, and that was for her to forgive him, and they pick up where they left off the other night. But he dared say it. So he stood close behind her as she allowed him to get. He whispered in her ear. “Seeing you happy is amazing, that's payment enough.”Tippa turns to face him, but there is only enough turning room between his body and the wall. She met his level stare, noticing the darkening of his penetrating eyes as the blood heated up in her face and spread slowly over her neck and chest. Tippa surprisingly reaches over his shoulders, hugging him, resting her head on his broad shoulders. “I owe you so much more than what you've gotten from me these few weeks. Thank you for making my dreams a reality.""You got to know you are worth it. Look, let's get you to the table to eat."She squeezed his hand to keep him from quickly escaping. Tippa smiled at him, and her smile had the same effect from the first day he met her at the college. But i
Tippa enters the library room, where she finds Mr. Kincaid sitting with his legs crossed, reading the newspaper. He makes her house feel like an elegant home. It is an environment that fits his calm, serene demeanor and mysterious disposition. He looks up at her; he has caught her staring. His expression remains impassive as his gaze slowly examines her face, lingering on her mouth before shifting to her outfit. “Well, look at you. I remember this girl.” Ross says with one dark, thick brow arched sexily. Then he stood as his broad shoulders filled the library room.He looked at her almost curiously with his shiny hair and clean-shaven face, smelling divine. “I remember this boy, too,” Tippa replied, smiling. She glanced at him from head to toe, noticing his weathered boots, which complemented his outfit. His demeanor differed from the one she had encountered over the past few weeks; he no longer appeared to be just a doctor but the man she recalls dating and almost said, 'I do.'"Ni
Ross is exceptionally handsome, manly, and very much a true gentleman in every sense of the word. He didn't tower over her because she's a tall girl, about five-nine and even taller in heels. But she liked looking at him almost directly in his good-looking face. Tippa view that advantage a treat. Those large almond-shaped eyes were like two deep, dark pools of water in this environment. Tippa seemed not to be able to take her eyes off of them. His eyes did something to her heart and body unexplainable.“Oh wow! It’s open!” She said excitedly. “Let’s put our mask on, Tip.” Ross encouragedOnce inside the building, she exclaims. “Wow! Warmth feels much better." "Come on, we have to take the elevator to the view tower." She says, now walking in front of him.The country store at the foot of the mountain had several levels. The town called it the "One-stop Mountain Lookout General Store."It had a grocery store on the first level and a clothing store on the second. Also, it had a restaur
Ross stood there not able to fully appreciate the moment. His heart felt like he couldn't take anymore. The feelings he was experiencing right now were overshadowing his time with Tippa. The things he had seen and heard and went through back in New York left him feeling horrible. He felt an insurmountable guilt for not doing more to stop his father! But what could he do? He did what was humanly possible. Then, he thought of Tippa. "Oh my God! What kind of man she must be thinking I am? Tippa would be ashamed of me if she heard that I stood by and watched and didn't try to do something to help these sick people and my coworkers." Ross thought to himself. “It's gorgeous up here.”’Ross says quietly, looking directly at Tippa with longing eyes. “Did you say something? She said, looking away from the view and up at him. That’s when Ross tries to summon the courage to speak the words of his heart. But instead, he just stared into her eyes. “What's going on?” She asked in a quiet tone.”
At first, he couldn't read the expression in her eyes. It was so unusual. But now Ross understood why she was behaving so excitedly. He thought it was because she wanted to avoid talking about the kiss and didn't want to hear him apologizing about it. The short but highly passionate, not to mention stimulating kiss had to be on her mind because it was still on his. But that wasn't why she was excited. No, the girl was this way about seeing snowfall. Ross chuckled. It was cute to experience her seeing it. He could tell it had been a long time since she got to experience snowfall.After arriving at the house and opening the front door, Tippa sashays across the hardwood cherry floors toward the kitchen and the back of the house. Ross goes out the back door to get more wood. Dropping her handbag and removing her coat, hanging them on one of the kitchen chairs, she washed her hands at the kitchen sink and went to the refrigerator. She was famished. While surveying the fridge's contents, h
Before long, it was freezing as the wind was blowing fine white snow across the undulating landscape, turning everything brown and green a crisp white. It turned into a blisteringly cold evening very quickly after Ross left Tippa’s house. Earlier, it had started snowing, but she had no idea the snow would fall so heavy. Around seven that evening Tippa stood outside with the snow falling all around her, in a state of confusion, she just didn’t understand this man she loved. How could Ross leave her again? She questioned. Finally, she found the strength to go back to the house. She hurries and closes the door and locks it, as the ice-cold wind starts to gust after Ross drives away. Her sobbing tears Tippa managed to contain in front of Ross before he left. But now they came bursting forth. Tippa cried as she busied herself around the kitchen and put away the remaining food that she had so lovingly cooked for him. Tippa took every opportunity to look out the window to see how strong th