Irresistible Knight

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Author: Tierney O’Malley
Tags: Romance
six feet tall—man who closely resembled a troglodyte. Long tangled hair, dirty clothes. Yeah, a caveman.
    The air stirred. Taylor got a whiff of the man's pungent smell. If it weren't rude to pinch her nose, she would have done so now. So she just tried to control her breathing until her chest felt like exploding. Sheez. Didn't this guy know he could infect the babies with whatever he was carrying? If a cockroach started crawling out of the man's jacket, she'd be out of there in a hurry. The hell with her broken ankle.
    Yew! I hate cockroaches.
    Too bad the waiting room was full, otherwise she'd sit somewhere else. The doctor here must be raking in dough. Good for him, but tough for her because she had to wait. Who knew how long it would take before the nurse called her name. Three mothers with wailing kids came in the same time she checked in. It was so loud and chaotic that she didn't even catch the doctor's name. Not that she was interested. All she wanted was for the doctor to give her something for the pain and put a cast on her ankle. There were two doctors here, but the receptionist named Cindy said Doctor Edmund with a last name she couldn't remember would see her. Whoever treated her would be fine with her.
    Jean had a private doctor at his beck and call. Taylor had never experienced waiting in a clinic's waiting room. She grew up having her own nanny and a nurse to tend to her without ever leaving her room if she were sick. Being a daughter of a rich congressman had its own advantages, but she'd exchange a bus for a limousine anytime.
    Wiggling her toes, she scanned the room. Looks like this clinic is the best in town. It's Toyland here. Whoever designed the waiting room had comfort and entertainment in mind. Kids and parents could wait here all day without complaint. Finding Nemo played on the twenty-four inch flat screen television, a small playhouse stood in the corner, and toys of all shapes, sizes, and colors were everywhere. Who wouldn't want to be here? Even the moms looked happy.
    She checked her time. Gad, she couldn't believe it. It had only been five minutes since she checked in, but it felt like hours. She'd give this doctor ten more minutes. After that ... no. She had to wait and make sure the doctor looked at her ankle. Then she'd move on to her next big problem—finding the cottage she saw online and calling the judge she found on Google. Based on the article she read, Judge Knight was honest and could not be bribed. She hoped so. If not, her escape effort and sprained ankle would be for naught.
    Big Foot shifted from his position. Taylor couldn't stop herself this time. She plugged her nose up.
    The boy playing with the pop-up book looked at her. “He's stinky.”
    “Pinch your nose like this and breathe through your mouth.”
    The boy did, but didn't exhale until his face turned bright red.
    Without removing the fingers pinching her nose, she told the kid to breathe.
    The kid laughed. “You sound funny. He's stinky and you're funny.”
    “Shhh, we don't want to wake him up,” Taylor whispered. “See his boots? They're huge because he is Big Foot. And Big Foot, when awakened, is a meany.”
    “Is he gonna eat me?” The boy's chin quivered and he began to whimper.
    Oh, dear. “Don't cry. He's not going to eat you.” Luckily, the nurse called the boy's name before he started crying. The boy's mom didn't waste any time grabbing his arm. The two followed the nurse in a hurry. Taylor was about to take the vacated seat, but one of the mothers sat the baby carrier on the chair.
    “Well, I'll just have to endure.”
    Big Foot must have had bionic ears because he slowly opened his eyes. They were red-rimmed, deep blue, and staring at her. He lifted one brow, then grinned.
    Taylor's heart turned over in response to his stare. Lordy, what beautiful eyes. Now that she'd seen his eyes, she began to see the rest of him past the dirty clothing. His legs were long like those of an athlete. The dirty
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