“Dr. Evans, a package just arrived for you.” The voice of her receptionist broke the silence and snapped Marlena back to reality. She had been trying to guess what John had planned for tonight. He knew she hated surprises. He could have given her some sort of clue. But all he would say was, ‘You’ll …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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