Page 6 of Affair
Reasons he knew couldNEVERcome to fruition.
Only, Poe was desperately being drawn to the man. There was something about his bicolored eyes, and the way he smiled—when he smiled.
It hit Poe deep within his chest, and made him shake from that feeling alone.
That attraction…
Jesus.
He couldn’t bloody shake it.
Deep down, Poe knew anything more than a doctor-patient relationship couldn’t happen, He was well aware of what was on the line if he crossed into that territory.
He’d lose his license to practice as a doctor.
He’d be blackballed from the community.
He’d not be able to help anyone else.
Then, there was the one reason that scared him the most.
Worse, it might damage the wounded soldier, and Gamble might backslide into the shell that he’d once been. Poe didn’t want that to happen.
Truth be told, seeing that was more terrifying than anything else.
So, they were both doing battle.
Gamble for his life, and Poe for when he had to let him go.
In a month, he was going to have to set the man free, and sign off on his therapy, once and for all.
Someone would be leaving his home forever.
Even now, Poe was getting calls from Elizabeth, and he updated her each and every time.
It wasn’t like he could lie and say he needed more time. That was unethical for him as a doctor, especially since she had paid for his therapy.
God.
This was a mess.
One day, soon, he’d have to tell her to come pick him up, and that broke something in Poe.
Deep within himself, there was no doubt that the damaged Marine was his.
He could feel it to his soul.
Maybe that was wishful thinking, but that’s what Poe honestly felt. He’d rehabbed so many broken soldiers, doing his duty in his brother’s memory, and this man was different.
He pieced them back together, and made them whole, and not one time in the seventy soldiers he’d saved, did he ever feel like this.
Not.
Even.
Close.
Those feelings only happened with this man, Captain Gamble Holloway.
