Hey Hey Hey! Hope you still interested in this story. Anyway, I wrote two more chapters.
Hope you enjoy, and thanks to my lovely Maddie for being my beta.
Enjoy!
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FIRST KISS
"Medical clinic, Dr. Michaela Quinn M.D."
The big, green sight towered over Charlotte's ex-guest house. It wasn't a guest house anymore, but a real clinic. Not like the one she would have had in Boston, but knowing that that place was hers, and that she had worked hard for having it, made it better than any other place in the world.
Colorado Springs was her home, now.
And Michaela had been accepted.
This strange woman from East, beautiful and stubborn, talkative but sweet had entered a restrict circle of people, a little town.
A family.
And Michaela, the "Dr. Mike", was in front of her clinic, her eyes on the sight.
"Nice sight," that deep, sweet voice.
"Thank you," she replied, happy, turning toward him. "Sully!"
A suit. She couldn't believe his eyes: Sully in a suit. He was so elegant, so... Perfect. So very sexy.
"What? Can't a man dress up for a special occasion?"
"You're looking very... Handsome". She mustered so much courage to say those last words.
She wasn't kidding herself, either, he immediately thought. He had always suspected it, but now he just knew she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. His eyes lingered on her long, pretty coppery hair, held back in a braid. Her gorgeous eyes, her perfect porcelain skin. Her tiny waist, her slender figure in the pink dress, and his mind zoned out a little, imagining the perfect body hidden under that dress.
He couldn't live without her. He just knew, but he couldn't admit it. Never.
"I bought you something," Sully said shyly, holding her the bag he had made.
"It's beautiful!". These words payed back all the world. "Did you make this?"
"It's for your medical tools; it's a place for your instrument, and your pills and..." He never finished the sentence. Her eyes were taking him to hidden worlds. Her tiny, dainty hands. Her nose, her neck.
Her lips.
"Thank you, Sully," Michaela murmured, leaning toward him. She brushed his cheek with her lips, in a dainty, grateful kiss. And he just knew, he couldn't let her go.
When she leaned back, he gave her the same sweetness, pressing his lips on hers.
The sensation of his mouth on hers wrapped Michaela in a sensation never knew before. They leaned back a little, and her big bright eyes lingered in his blue ones, asking for an explanation he wasn't ready to give her. Not yet, at least.
Sully looked around, embarrassed. And then, his look came back on her, and with a half smile he held out a hand for her.
She smiled and took it, and looking at each other, embarrassed and happy, they went to the party.
