"I wanted to take you to meet my parents," Nathaniel admitted, his voice low and sincere, carrying a warmth that felt completely out of place in the cold, overly bright laboratory.
The smell of disinfectant hung in the air, machines hummed softly in the background, and yet the way he looked at her made everything else fade.
"I told them I ran into you again. They were so excited they wouldn't stop asking questions. I already promised I'd bring you tonight. We could even spend the night at their place."
Cassie's heart skipped, then fluttered wildly in her chest. Meeting his parents. Staying the night. It wasn't just a casual invitation.
It was personal, intimate, real. Stepping into Nathaniel's world outside white coats, operating rooms, and life-or-death decisions felt like s
