The Forbidden Throb (Emma and Daniel) novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Emma’s POV:

Blake’s face flickered with disappointment-just for a second-before he recovered with practiced ease. “Of course. See you next time.”

him navigate through the maze of study tables toward the exit, his figure disappearing behind a row of bookshelves,

dropped with relief.

nced at my materials spread across the window-side table.

Maybe I’m overthinking this.

Still, I gathered my laptop and notebooks, leaving the coveted window seat behind. Better safe than sorry.

The fourth floor southeast corner was comfortable, but private.

deserted- tucked behind the periodical archives. The lighting was dim, the chairs less

I settled in, finally able to

After finishing

“Wait

g to the dorm, I shared this gossip with Olivia.

on her bed, a half-eaten bag of chips in her lap. “Blake Morrison? That Blake Morrison?”

ing onto my own bed. “Except he looks completely different now. Lost all the weight, grew out his hair. I

The guy who used to belay for everyone because he couldn’t climb?”

p in her mouth, chewing thoughtfully. “Maybe all fat guys are potential heartthrobs. Like, hidden treasure situation.”

How over my face.

er before, honestly. More… genuine.”

ect to hear from Blake again so

morning, I’d just settled

phone buzzed.

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This isn’t casual. This is planned.

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“Thank you,” I managed again, because what else bat di could I say? Refusing would mak

I forced myself to look at the papers. To nod at apuri at appropriate moments. To pretend

My fingers turned the first page.

And stopped.

Right there, in the top corner: Dr. Prescott, Plescott, Harvard Medical School, Department of

I flipped to the next paper. Same authors author.

And the next. And the next.the next.

Daniel.

Every single paper in this stackhis stack-all of them-bore Daniel’s name.

Blake had been watching my hing my reaction closely. When he saw my fingers pause on t

“Since you’re not in theaned the medical program, you might not know much about the au

“Actually, I do. lly, I do.”

cups from Thinking Cup.

My interruption cleption clearly caught him off guard. “What?”

I’m not completedompletely unfamiliar with him.” I kept my tone measured. ‘I came across for the projecte project.

tly on my table beside my laptop. Still steaming fearing Blake blinkad naked, recalibrating. “Oh. Well, yeah-he’s brilliant. Revolutionary, really. P

changing tanging the entire field.”

notes in the margins.

ward me. “Figured they’d be perfect for your for gour

rked up was like a professional research asdaten stauf

“You see you seem to know a lot about him,” I said, steering the conversation. Are you pla

Blake’s Blake’s expression shifted-reverent, almost worshipful. Yeah. He’s my top choice,

He pausede paused, self-deprecating smile tugging at his lips. “But Dr. Prescott only takes

I nodded nodded, keeping my tace carefully sympathetic.

But inside, something warm and fizzy bubbled up in my chest-ahound, almost cas

That’s my husband you’re talking abol

The thought sent a thrill through me that I had no business teching but the com

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Blake opened his own laptop, angling #mg it so I could see the screen.

“Actually, let me walk you through momentome of these key papers…

My stomach sank.

He’s not leaving.

I glanced at the stack of papat papers between us, then at Blake’s eager expression. He’d already scroll through dense pinasa paragraphs of medical terminology.

How do I get out of this of this?

Just as I opened my buy mouth to manufacture an excuse, someone tapped my shoulder from behi

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Chapter 107

Blake opened his own laptop, angling it so I could see the screen.

“Actually, let me walk you through some of these key papers…”

My stomach sank.

He’s not leaving.

I glanced at the stack of papers between us, then at Blake’s eager expression. He’d already opened a document on his laptop, finger poised to scroll through dense paragraphs of medical terminology.

How do I get out of this?

Just as I opened my mouth to manufacture an excuse, someone tapped my shoulder from behind.

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