Remember HER: An Alpha Male, Curvy Girl Romance

Everyone keeps saying that he's my husband, but I don't remember. I don't even remember my own name. The doctor sent me home and said to give my brain time to fully heal and my memories should come back in time. But my slate has been wiped clean and now I'm being sent home with a man who is sexy as sin but looks at me like he's afraid of me. Yet the more time that passes, the more I'm drawn to him. He makes me feel things that feel so wonderfully familiar. But why is it that I feel like there is something just under the surface that is going to ruin everything?


I want to tell her everything, but the doctors think its best to let her memories come back on their own. I'll admit that it feels good seeing her face as she learns more about our life together. There's a growing connection that feels naturally familiar yet new all at the same time. A big part of me hopes that her memories don't come back because if they do, I'm almost certain she will be lost to me forever.