It isn’t until I’m watching him wheel out of the room that I realize I’m going to be alone in the building with a man who gave me the hottest kiss of my life but who doesn’t even remember my name. 6 ROMAN Of course, I remembered her. I would’ve remembered her even if she wasn’t the last woman I was interested in. She looks even better now than she did that night at the bar. Which shouldn’t make sense, because a tiny dress should always beat out hospital scrubs. But it’s not the outfit, it’s…her energy.
