Page 40 of Grumpy Bossy Doctor


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She held my arm and led me to the stands. We played some games, trivia, and I got her some shaved ice. I had rented a private room that had a simulated view of the night sky on the ceiling, along with other things in the cosmos. There were bean bags we could lounge in. Moving them close to each other, we lay on our backs and watched the stars. This was the furthest I had gone with any woman in the past five years.

"It's peaceful," she remarked.

"I know, right?" I asked. "I can stay like this all day."

"Are you falling for me yet, Ethan?" she asked.

"Might be a little too late to ask that," I replied.

"Nice," she said. "Can I…kiss you?"

I remembered when I kissed her. But her actions then and now where completely different. She was softer now. I turned to look at her. Her emerald eyes darkened, yet still manage to shine under the influence of the artificial stars.

"It's okay if you say no," she said softly.

"I'm not going to say no," I said.

Unlike the last time, she took the lead this time, getting on my beanie bag and lying on me. Her small yet curvy frame graced my body. Her hair spilled onto my face. She held her hair up to stop them from touching my face. Then she came closer, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted as she kissed my lips gently. Just like it had been, it was brief; she pulled away to see if I was okay with it. I swallowed and stared at her. Taking it as a sign of approval, she continued. She kissed me again, her hands taking my head.

She paused. "Touch me…Ethan."

Another thing she didn't do with Ian. Call my name. I touched her hips, and went lower to her ass, squeezing it gently. My fingers sunk into her like she was made out of Japanese milk bread.

"Yes…" she groaned as she lowered her head and kissed me back.

Our heads turned as we continued to consume each other's lips.

"Ethan…Ethan…" she called repeatedly as she kissed my neck and bit me.

Her hands went under my shirts and touched my stomach. I slid my hand into her skirt and squeezed her ass directly, even with the protection of her panties. She licked my neck before returning for my lip. I stuck my tongue out and she accepted it. Sucking gently.

"Mmm…" Her moans of satisfaction got to me.

The timer started to ring. We had exhausted the time we were meant to use the room.

"That was… refreshing," she remarked.

"I could rent a longer time," I offered.

"We both have lives to save tomorrow," she reminded me. "And I need my beauty sleep along with my skincare routine."

"Fair enough," I sighed and kissed her one last time.

I dropped her off at the apartment and drove home. It was official. She wanted Ethan more than she wanted Ian. That night was a definite loss for me.

My phone buzzed. It was a text from her.

Come back.

Chapter eight

With the Older Twin

Natasha

I felt conflicted. It has been medically proven that twins - although they may look alike - have no shared DNA. I don't mean in a sibling way but in other areas like not having matching thumbprints and the like. They may look alike, but one would be at least shorter, leaner or something. There's always a difference.

As a dermatologist and a doctor in general, I had attended to triplets or twins, so I was aware of what I was talking about. One of the twins could have a particular pattern of speech, while the other would be completely different.

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