Chapter 18. The Investigation

He gently commanded, "Don't talk like that," as his palm caressed the contour of her cheek. "I have to ensure your security, Rafa."

As he dropped his gaze to her breasts, concealed by the unsightly medical gown, need surged within him. He recalled how those breasts fit perfectly into the palms of his hands, how they felt in his mouth, and how her breath quivered as he ran his tongue over the tips.

"What would happen if my memory failed to return?" She asked with concern. 

He slammed the door on the seductive visions making him long and desperately passionate with Rafaella by jerking his attention back up to her face. "Yes, it will be back, Rafa." t may not be soon as we wanted but eventually you will get it back. Everything is just temporary."

"If it doesn't, what then? The doctor said it may not..."

"Believe me. The doctor told you that based on some patients having the same case. But you're going to regain your memory." When it occurred, he hoped