Tomorrow was too soon for another rendezvous like this. Not only due to her fear of whispers but because she wanted Mr. Greengrass to remain interested in her, however limited. Even if all this ever was was a brief dalliance, it was better than remaining alone with her thoughts forevermore. "You'll have to owl them to me sadly. I'll be at the hospital for the next week." Rosalie didn't typically work so many days back to back like this, but with her coworker getting married and off on a month's long honeymoon she was expecting to work many extra shifts.

His second comment though gave her pause, and it took most of her restraint not to drag him into another kiss. Instead, the corners of her lips tugged up into (what she hoped was) an alluring smile and murmured, "I look even better with my dress on the floor. Next time maybe."

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