What kind of woman could resist that kind of deep, possessive affection?

Even she wasn't immune...

Liora Bennett felt her heart flutter, though she cast a worried glance at Sera Monroe, her voice soft and hesitant,

"But..."

"No buts," Elliot Monroe cut in gently, his voice warm and soothing, "You're still sick. You need to rest. Don't overthink things."

Liora hesitated, chewing on her lip like she was struggling with herself.

"But... won't your little ...