Page 210 of The Doctors Will See You Now

He chuckled into my neck. “It’s my ass.”

I scoffed. “Pretty sure it’s connected to me.”

“Yeah, but it’s mine. I’m laying claim to it.”

“Don’t waste your time on the macho alpha male bullshit,” I retorted. “It doesn’t work on me.”

My words didn’t deter him one bit, though. His persistent fingers slid down my shoulders to my back until they gripped my ass…hard. And in the middle of the crowded subway, Scott tugged my body toward his and kissed me soundly on the mouth.

My first reaction was to pull away, especially considering the crowd surrounding us, but the instant his tongue slipped past my lips, I was a fucking goner. With the warmth of his mouth and the strength of his arms wrapped around me, I couldn’t stop myself from melting into his kiss.

Good God, this man can kiss.

He gripped my ass again and whispered, “Mine,” into my ear as his mouth moved a trail across my jaw to my neck and then back up to my mouth.

A shiver rolled up my spine, and for some unknown reason, I couldn’t find the strength to refute his words.

Because you really like him. Maybe even more than like him…

The subway jolted our bodies a little as it started to slow down, and Scott ended the kiss with a soft peck to my lips. A little whimper of disappointment left my mouth without permission, and he smirked down at me in response.

“We’re here,” he said, grabbing my hand and linking our fingers together before leading me off the car and toward the stairs of the subway exit.

“Okay. Seriously. What is here?” I questioned as we got to the top of the stairs, but Scott was determined and completely unwilling to spill the beans. “Where are we going?” I asked again, and he just laughed.

I sighed in annoyance and petulantly let him lead me toward the unknown.

After a quick stop at Magnolia Bakery for some muffins and two cups of coffee and a quick two-block walk, we stood in front of the doors of St. Luke’s Hospital.

Scott turned toward me and smiled. “We’re here.”

“Huh?” I looked at him and then back at the hospital and then back at him again. “You’re taking me to a hospital on our first official date?”

“Yep.”

“A hospital?” My brow scrunched in confusion. “Do you understand that a first official date should be something romantic?”

He laughed, but it did nothing to clear my confusion.

“I’m just having a hard time wrapping my brain around how a place of medical emergencies would spell out romance…”

“Today, you get to be Dr. Harlow Paige for the day,” he explained with a proud smile. “We’re going to spend the next four hours taking care of pediatric patients in my emergency room.”

Holy shit.

“Are you serious?”

“As a heart attack.”

A barking laugh left my lips, and he grinned.

“There’s no pressure,” he said and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “But after you told me about your original goal of becoming a pediatrician, I wanted to give you a chance to really explore it. It sounded like you’d spent most of your life working toward that goal, and plus, you already know I think you’d make one hell of a pediatrician.”

God, he remembered all of that?

Not to mention, he’d arranged a whole day for me to experience what it would be like to be a pediatrician on his day off?

A flock of butterflies took up residence in my stomach, fluttering around erratically as I stared at him in awe. These weren’t the actions of an asshole. They were the actions of a man who put others’ wants and needs before his own.