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Sarah Mayberry has a book with the heroine having the same job...


I finished The One In My Heart. This is one where I didn't like the story line that much but loved the dialogue.

“Hero”, I ask, turning him toward me as the NP moves discretely away to talk to an aide, “What do you need? Talk to me a little.”
He blows out another breath. “It’s just…” He lets go of my hand and grabs the nape of his neck. His eyes are brimming. “It’s just that she’s mine, you know? I get her, I know how to listen to her. Who will know her here? What if she’s scared? I won’t be here to know if she’s scared.
“She’s still just—a kid. I know that’s not really true, but she is. I never wanted her not to be with family. Alone. And I think I won’t know how to be without her. I thought I was ready, and I hate that more and more, I can’t—“ His tears are spilling now, and his voice is cracking. I can’t stop swallowing over my own sobs. “I hate that I can’t take care of her any more. I’m her big brother, heroine. Fuck. Just fuck this. Just fuck this.”
All of his own fear to bear, and he’s ready to shoulder [sister’s] too.
When I reach up to hold him, I’m afraid he’ll resist, but he is nearly boneless against me, in that way he has, and he rests his face against my neck even though he must know he looks ridiculous, nearly bent in half to let my petite frame
embrace him.
“Heroine?” His lips move against my neck.
“Yeah.”
“Other than it’s Wednesday, I can’t think of a worse time to tell you this—“
“What?” I pull back, and he takes my hands.
“I love you. I couldn’t be more of a mess right now, but I can’t believe I haven’t told you because I have, for so long now, and it’s like I don’t have anything else to give you, anyway. Not time. Not my full attention. Not the kind of boyfriend you deserve. But my heart, such as it is, you do have that.”
I am struck by my previous reluctance for regret, as if regret were the worst possible consequence of living. If I never wanted orchids, well, I never wanted daisies, either, common and sturdy.
To have the love of this man, who knows what it is to sacrifice his life for love, I would have waited longer.

And I love how at the end we seem them laughing and happy together in a way that really convinces us they will work as a couple.
One of my all time favorite romances.
Sigh.


I must say its impressive how she refuses to take his lack of interest as a rejection of her...
