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inside the emergency vehicle with her, but he didn’t want to have it out in public.  He didn’t want to talk to her at all, but enough was enough.
    With her arms folded tightly across her chest and her lips pursed together, she looked like a petulant child.  A spoiled brat who was used to getting her way.  Well, not this time.  Parker wasn’t her overindulging daddy.  And he sure the hell wasn’t her fiancé, nor would he ever be.
    She had turned her head away from him.  He knew she was purposely avoiding his gaze and giving him the silent treatment, but he wasn’t going to stand for that either. 
    Taking her chin, he forced her to look him in the eye.  “Why the hell did you lie to Saffron?”
    “It wasn’t a lie.  As soon as you come to your senses, we will be married.”
    He shook his head.  “No, we won’t.  I’m never going to be a doctor, Tiffany.”  Feeling a pang of sympathy and guilt, he softened his voice.  “And I don’t want to marry you.  I’m sorry.”
    “Sorry! Not nearly as sorry as you’re going to be.  Why do you have to ruin everything?  To change all of our plans?”
    “Whose plans?  My father’s? Your father’s? Have you ever really thought about what you want?”
    She huffed.  “Of course I have.  I want you.”
    Parker raked his fingers through his hair.  “No, you don’t.  You want to be the wife of a doctor.  You want the money and prestige.  The perks that come with that lifestyle.  And you can have all of it with someone else.  There’s plenty of doctors in the sea, Tiffany.”
    Her bottom lip quivered.  “But Daddy promised I could have you.”
    “Good God, woman.  Do you hear yourself?  I’m not an object to be given away.  Neither are you.  Our parents are off their heads.  They’ve tried to impose their dreams and wills upon us long enough.  I’m done.  I know what I want to do with the rest of my life and who I want to spend it with.  When my shift is finished, I’m gonna go to her and see if she’ll have me.”
    Tiffany sniffled, wiping a tear off her cheek.  “I guess I knew deep down inside we weren’t going to work out.  If I’m honest with myself, we really aren’t even that compatible.”
    Parker took her hand between his.  “Not compatible at all. But, Iike an old pair of tennis shoes, we are comfortable.  You were my first playmate, my first friend, my first real date.  I hope we can always be a part of each other’s lives.”
    She smiled.  “I’d like that.  What will we tell our parents?”
    “You can tell yours whatever you like.  I don’t think I’ll be talking to mine for a while.  It’s past time to set much-needed boundaries.  I want some space from them and some peace.”
    “I could use some, too.  A couple of my girlfriends are planning a cruise to the Greek Isles next month.  I think I might join them.  I hear a lot of hot doctors vacation there,” she said, winking.
    Parker chuckled and embraced her.  “If you hook any general practitioners, throw them back.”
    She popped his chest playfully.  “You better know it.  I’m baiting my line for a specialist.  I won’t even bother to spin the reel for anything less than a neurologist, pulmonologist or cardiologist.”
    His voice was teasing.  “What about a proctologist or a gynecologist?”
    “Nothing below the belt, sir,” she said, laughing out loud.
    It was music to his ears. 
     
    HURTING THIS BADLY, THERE was only one place for Saffron to go—The Duval Apartment Complex.  She needed to see Wavalee.  Instead of taking a left on Magnolia Street, she took a sharp right onto Heron Circle.  Sniffling back some of the snot that streamed from her nose, she drove the last two miles through blinding tears.  In her desperation to talk to the woman who had always been her rock, she careened into the apartment building’s parking lot.  Sliding sideways into an empty spot, she plowed into a couple of aluminum trash cans.  She