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“Ella is having dinner with him at Four Kinds.”

“I see our little genius is moving on,” Conner said.

“How old is this guy?” Nathan said.

“Thirty,” Christian responded.

“I may have a problem with that,” Nathan said.

“Chill, bro. Leave our girl alone,” Conner said.

“Sorry. I just got out of surgery and saw the texts. I haven’t met him yet,” Jackson said.

Graham

“Everything sounds delicious.” I smiled, looking over the menu.

“There isn’t a single thing on this menu that isn’t good,” Ella said.

After the server took our order, I picked up my scotch and tipped it to my lips as I stared at her from across the table.

“You look beautiful, Ella.”

“Thank you, Graham. So, why peds?” She smiled.

“Easy. I like kids.” I smiled. “But honestly, I want to improve their lives when something is wrong. They deserve to grow up healthy and live normal lives like everyone else in the world.”

A beautiful smile framed her face. “Your parents must be very proud.”

“My parents are deceased.”

“Oh. I’m so sorry.”

“Thank you. My mother died when I was six, and my father passed away when I was thirteen.”

“My mother passed away when I was six.”

“I’m sorry. Have you always lived here?”

“I lived in New York until I was six. After my mother’s death, I was sent here to live with my dad.”

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around that you’re twenty-two years old, have three Ph.Ds., and are a full-fledged doctor who’s completed residencies in all three areas.”

“In case you haven’t figured it out, I was born a genius. Science has always been my thing. I love the brain, the heart, and trauma.”

CHAPTER 11

Ella

The hardest part about meeting a guy was explaining exactly who I was. I loved my life and work, but sometimes, they were a burden when it came to dating.

“Tell me more.” Graham smiled. “Tell me how it was growing up with a brain like yours.”

The server walked over and placed our food in front of us.

“Thanks, Marcella.”

“You’re welcome, Ella. Let me know if you two need anything else.”

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