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They keep talking about red tape! We have to take matters into our own hands, son!"What do you mean, you’ve asked the government officials for money or reimbursement of funds?" Ross inquired."Yes, money they owe us! This hospital has been operating on our funds. The overhead of having everybody staff here around the clock has made the overtime pay go through the roof! We need help paying everyone's salaries, keeping this place functioning, and buying supplies and medical equipment. This is a state of emergency! But they are dragging their feet! So we will have to start cutting back as winter approaches." "Cut back on what? We are one of the richest hospitals in the nation! It's not the time for cutbacks. Father, we shouldn't be concentrating on saving the hospital's money. We should be focusing on saving lives." "One day, son, you will be in charge of this hospital, and since you are this hospital's leading doctor, no others will follow your lead. For the financial well-being of th
Ross Pov Continues:I got no answer, so I cautiously stepped through the front door and waited for a response. I got none. Something told me to leave. This could be dangerous. But my hunch told me to stay and check the place out. My flashlight revealed that the house was partially void of furnishings and looked pretty old. My doctor's intuition compelled me to search the house further, thinking the owners might be up in age and possibly very sick or immobilized due to their age.I thought to myself. No one leaves their door unlocked these days. I checked and opened the first door I saw on the first floor. It was a bathroom, and I entered a room resembling a library. I could hear some of the floorboards squeaking under my feet. I carefully went down the long hallway that led me to the dining room. I continued to use my cell phone flashlight throughout my search in the house. Nothing looked out of the ordinary except the house, which was ice cold, dark, and very old. I pushed open anoth
Ross POV Thus, I had to shift my mind to the necessity of saving Tippa; I immediately went into doctor mode. Her hair smelled fresh as I delicately lifted her head from the cold floor. A hint of a sweet perfume accosted my nose when I removed the blanket that covered her head and body. I noticed bruises on her upper torso, but they didn't appear too serious. My eyes roamed over her long but thin, shapely frame as she lay there. I begin to wipe her body ever so gently. "Oh my, Tip, how did this happen to you."My mind raced, my heartbeat erratically, and my eyes grazed over her lovely form. I have seen many female bodies, but none ever affected me this way. She was slim but toned, with smooth, even skin, a tiny waistline, and sizable hips for her weight and frame. I take a deep cleaning solution that kills most germs but is not harmful to the skin. I wiped away the sweat from her body gently but quickly. I lifted her head again, letting her damp face rest against my chest. I wiped a
It was a little before dawn when Tippa’s eyes popped open! Her heart froze when, through clearly open eyes, she saw a man sleeping next to her bed! Tippa found the strength, out of sheer shock, to yell from a sore throat of inactivity. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house!?" She began to scream, though painful, at the top of her lungs! "Burglar! Intruder! Help me! Someone help me!" Tippa yells vigorously.Surely, Ross woke up to the hysterics of her screaming. He quickly hopped up from the chair where he had slept with his mask on his face, which he had practiced wearing every night since the beginning of the pandemic. Ross's heart was racing and filled with fear. He looked over at her with his mind in a hazy fog as he became fully awake, realizing she was no longer unconscious.Tippa's upper half of her body shot up in a sitting position instantly. Adrenaline flooded her very being as she was filled with fear. Unable to recall what had happened to her previous nights. Her c
“I mean, you are a very fortunate young lady! Some kind of strange way. I was led here to save you! Serendipity has happened to us once again.” "Serendipity?" "Yes, don't you remember you told me when we first met that you strongly believe in Serendipity? Well, after I ended up here, I started to believe in it, too. Each occurrence of events keeps happening to us by chance. And you said that each time it has been beneficial and will lead to us being happy. The first time we met Tippa was at the college, and then the next time was when I bumped into you. Do you remember that incident? After that, we ended up dating. And now I end up here in Vermont in the middle of the night at your house to save you. What a stroke of serendipity!" "So you are telling me that all this happened by chance?" Tippa looks at him with a doubting expression.Ross says, "Yes." shaking his head. "I'm astonished at how I ended up here."“I don’t know what to say. None of this makes any sense to me. After all
Her heart raced even faster as his fingers returned to touching her hair. Admittedly, it felt good to have him be this close to her again. Of course, Tippa couldn't convey such words to him, but she secretly enjoyed it. Tippa felt relaxed, but she knew she shouldn't, considering their existing relationship—there was none. He was her doctor and nothing more. She had to remind her heart of that several times.Ross looks away and resumes back to brushing her hair. However, he wanted to have more conversation with Tippa. He rarely utters a word when in her presence after their last conversation. Now, he'd speak unless Tippa asked him a question; he didn't want it that way. But he knew she asked him to leave earlier, and he didn’t want to provoke those words out of her again. So he spoke only when necessary and did what she requested to keep her happy. But unknowingly, his eyes spoke with gentle tenderness and a persuasive aura of sweet kindness. They drew her toward him and compelled her
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