I am a wealthy man

She wasn't prepared for the overwhelming enigma that he created by seeing him in the bright lights of the hospital. He was truly charismatically masculine and even with her lack of experience with men, she could see that he oozed sexuality. Her breath caught in her throat. She must've looked like a fool with her jaw hanging open. All she could muster was, “I didn't hear you come in.” Truth is, the words were very hard to speak, but she managed with hardly a stutter.

He smiled, “You seemed preoccupied.” He walked up beside her and set the pillow on the bed.

She could feel her heart thud in her chest as he approached her. His dark curls fell slightly to his shoulders and dusted his brow in sharp contrast to his blue-indigo gaze. Then when he spoke, his deep voice laced with that sensual Scottish brogue was utterly hypnotic. She couldn't help but be fixated on him. Again, she must have looked silly, just staring, not saying a word.

Thoughts filled her about the past week and how she cou