Cole’s eyes searched mine for a long moment before he turned to look at his family. “Mom, Dad, Lucas—yes, of course, I remember them,” he said, his voice laced with confusion. “What happened to me?” “You were in a car accident,” Dr. Patel explained gently, his expression filled with empathy. “What
Nicola Taylor The next week was filled with a mix of relief and frustration. Cole’s physical recovery was nothing short of miraculous—he seemed to bounce back as if the accident had never happened. However, his memory remained a blank slate, and it was clear that he was struggling to piece togethe
“Hugging you,” he said, his voice muffled against my neck. “You’re upset, so I’m providing you with comfort.” His nose nuzzled into my neck, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin. His touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine. Despite the situation, the way his arms held
Cole Harrington I sat at the dining table, watching Nicola move effortlessly as she served dinner. Her every movement seemed to flow with grace and ease, her voice soft and melodic as she spoke with Arabella, laughing and teasing her in a way that made the little girl’s eyes sparkle. The scene was
Nicola Taylor I set the bed while Cole was in the shower, while I kept thinking. What should I wear? The thought of choosing something that wouldn’t entice him gnawed at me. I knew that once his memory returned, we would have a big problem to face. After all, we were technically separated, a
Nicola Taylor He hovered over me as I trembled beneath him, my body reacting to every caress, every brush of his lips against my skin. When he leaned down, pressing a kiss to the hollow of my throat, I let out a soft moan, my hands instinctively reaching out to pull him closer. He obliged, his mou
Nicola Taylor I glanced at the clock, noting that it was already 11 a.m. I had to drag myself out of bed early to drop Arabella off at school, but I had been taking days off since Cole’s accident. Technically, I hadn’t really slept at all last night. I’ve never seen this side of Cole before, and it
“We shouldn’t,” I whispered weakly, even as my body betrayed me, leaning into his touch, craving more of the connection that had ignited between us. “I can’t help it, Nicola,” he murmured, his voice soft but insistent as he gazed into my eyes. “Your eyes—they’re so big and beautiful. I could look a