Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
- One
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- Four
- Five
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- Seven
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- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- One Month Later
- Twelve
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- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Six Months Later
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Six Months Later
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- I Have Never
- One
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- Five
- Six
- Seven
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- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
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- Seven
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- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
- Two
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- Four
- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
“What then? Nurse? Patient? Admin?” I’m trying to think of all the love stories that have ever taken place in Grey’s Anatomy to evaluate the possible combinations. I know I shouldn’t be jealous, but I can’t help it. I feel more possessive of Jake than ever before. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m older, or because now that I know how it feels to lose him, I don’t want to go through it ever again.
“Neither.”
“And where did you meet her?”
“In the parking lot.”
This doesn’t sound right.
“So she’s not a colleague, or a nurse, or a patient. Who is she?”
“The right question would be: what is she?”
“Meaning?”
“She’s a cat.”
“You—horrible you.” I start protesting and swatting him, both with my wooden spoon and my free hand, but he suppresses my rebellion, grabbing me by the waist and planting a playful kiss on my lips. “You had me worried there for a second.”
“I told you I loved messing with you.” He ruffles my hair again and leans in to give me another kiss.
“And you made friends with a cat, how?”
“When I went outside to eat my tuna sandwich lunch, she was standing there in a green patch in the parking lot just outside the hospital. I sat on a bench to eat and she followed me.”
“You or the tuna sandwich?”
“Both I guess. Anyway, I patted her, and she purred. Then she started staring at me, keeping the purring going.”
“And you fell victim to the purring-staring combo?”
“I did.”
“Happens to the best of us. It’s impossible not to crumble under the pressure of a kitty stare. So you gave her some of your sandwich.”
“Worse. I gave her so much I had to go in and buy a new one, and I ate it in the canteen because I knew that if I went back out, I’d give her my second sandwich too.”
“You’re so cute.” My heart swells with love. What did I do to deserve this man? He’s gorgeous, a doctor, and feeds stray cats. He’s impossibly kind and very much in love with me. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up. Now that I have Jake back in my life, I could never imagine living without him. A shiver goes through me as I imagine what could have happened if I’d chosen to go to Chicago instead. How horrible and lonely would my life be right now? I shake the thought away.
“You think she’s a stray?” I ask.
“Yeah. She was so thin, she looked famished.”
“You want to bring her home?”
“I’d say yes, but what if she has kittens hidden somewhere? They’d die without their mom.”