XanderThere8217s something seriously wrong with me. For once, I8217m not talking about the health anxiety that randomly pops up and wreaks havoc on my life. I'm talking about, well, everything else. All my roommates have found someone to love them, and it hurts to see the guys who used to have me at the center of their worlds pair off and grow up, especially when it8217s a reminder of how alone I've always been. I8217ve always had an issue with relationships. With forming a connection with people outside of Seven, but this is more. Because I want to find my someone. Except the one person my brain has latched onto is the one person I can never have. The one person who8217s there to help me when my panic attacks get too much. Nurse Derek. DerekI should never have offered to treat Xander Moore.And now here I am years later, my life on hold, while I wait day in and day out for the call that Xander needs me. It always comes, and I always answer, but I8217m starting to dread those visits. Lately, I8217m looking at Xander in a way a medical professional should never look at their patient. When Xander starts volunteering at the same nursing home that I do, I get to see a new side of him. The artistic, charismatic side that draws the residents in. I get glimpses of a man who8217s so much more than his anxiety, and it does nothing to help my feelings for him. Lines begin to blur and I have no choice but to stop treating him. That at least allows us to be friends. The only problem is, being friends isn8217t enough for either of us.It8217s wrong, unethical, and unprofessional, but my heart won8217t listen. It8217s decided on Xander, and it doesn8217t want to wait. Neither does Xander.But if I want to keep my job, I have to resist.I just wish he didn8217t make that so difficult.