Page 61 of Love's Cure

“Thank you, Doctor. I’m glad we were able to get help quickly.” She turned to Crystal. “And thanks for helping both Jeffrey and me. I’ve noticed you’re both dressed up. I’m sorry to have disturbed you.”

“That’s not a problem.” Crystal watched them leave and turned to Emmett. “You have an easy way with children. I’m impressed by how quickly and calmly you got the work done.”

Emmett threw an arm around her shoulder. “Thanks to you. You’re a natural nurse. ‘Sure you don’t want to come work for me?”

Crystal laughed. “No thanks. You know the old dating rule—no fishing off the company pier.”

“Yes, it might become a big problem because I’m always thinking of you.” He clasped her face in his hands and gently, slowly kissed her, savoring the taste of her.

Reaching up, she drew him to her, never wanting to let go.

When they finally pulled apart, Crystal sighed with pleasure.

“What about that dinner you talked about?” said Emmett. “Are you still agreeable to cooking something?”

“Your place or mine?” said Crystal.

Emmett gazed at her with a sexy smile. “Definitely mine.” He crooked his arm and held it out to her. “C’mon. Let’s go.”

He locked up his clinic and they walked to his house. The summer evening was pleasantly cool, and as Crystal gazed up at the stars, she felt as if they were shining for her.

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Inside Emmett’s house, the kitchen was workable even though finishing touches needed to be made. Appliances were in place. Cabinet doors had yet to be mounted and Crystal noticed that the tile backsplash behind the counters had yet to be completed. But knocking down two walls made the kitchen much larger and open to a combined dining and living area. With the sliding glass doors in place to what would become a screened-in porch, Crystal could imagine how sunlight would fill the room.

“What an improvement,” she murmured, studying the space.

“It’s like a miracle, and yet Brad tells me it’s all quite simple,” said Emmett.

“Aaron and Brad have put together an outstanding company. They started on their own, and when they got the contract to build The Woodlands and decided to develop The Meadows, they built a fantastic team.”

“Collister Construction handles a lot of the projects in this state and beyond,” said Emmett. He gave her a sheepish grin. “I googled them online before I agreed to have them do the work. That, and the fact that they could move quickly, made my decision easy.”

“Okay, let’s see what you have in the refrigerator,” said Crystal.

“Not much. Eggs, butter, milk, and some other basics.”

“How about an omelet? I can whip one up in a hurry.”

“An omelet sounds perfect. Quick and easy,” said Emmett, drawing her into his arms. “Or we could wait on dinner ...”

Crystal didn’t answer, and, instead, lifted her face to his.

Their decision made, they headed upstairs to the guest room Emmett still used as his while construction took place.

Crystal eased her dress off, leaving the black lace bikini pants and black lacy bra she’d put on to make herself feel special when meeting Emmett’s mother.

“You look fantastic,” said Emmett, dropping his pants on the floor and approaching her.

Crystal hugged him tightly and then followed him to his bed and climbed on top of it, as eager as he to proceed.

He helped her remove her lacy bits. “Beautiful,” he murmured and lowered his lips to hers.

Later, Crystal lay next to him, curled up in his arms. Emmett knew just how to please her, and lying there, she wondered how she could ever back away from him.

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