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I'm finally down withmy last class for the day, but since our professor has already let us know in advance he'll be a couple of minutes late...
Just a little peek,I promise myself.
I only want to check if Dr. Somebody has texted me through the app, and only because I'm curious, not obsessed.
Honest.
But when I see that Idohave one unopened message waiting from him, and I feel my heart skip a beat—-
Oh, shit.
I think I'm okay with being obsessed. It's shameful to be so, but I'd still rather be that than...in love.
Which I'm not.
Or so I try to convince myself while finally clicking on his message.
Him:Hello, Temptation. I'd just like to confirm something about our upcoming consultation.
Me:Of course, Doctor.
Him:Will this be about your pre-existing condition?
Me:Yes, Doctor.
Him:Then I think we have a problem.
My brows shoot up.
Me:What problem?
Him:Your symptoms shouldn't have recurred this soon after treatment.
Me:Oh no. What does that mean?
Him:I'm sorry to say this, but you might have an addiction, Temptation.
Me:An addiction?! How can that be, Doctor?
Him:My treatments can be all too effective, and so it's been known to make some patients seek them even when they are no longer ill.
I can't help rolling my eyes even as my lips do their valiant best to ward off a smile. He's basically saying he's a sex god, isn't he?
Me:I don't think I'm addicted, Doctor.
Him:Then that's worse.
Me:What?! Why?!
Him:It's also possible that your body has developed an immunity to my current treatment, which would then leave us with one last recourse.
My heart starts banging against my chest as I type my next reply.
Me:And what's that?
Him:A patented liquid medication, to be injected directly into your uterus.
I end up choking as soon as I read his words, which causes the other kids to look my way.
