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"I've called all the doctors and asked them to make their selections," he said. "Don't worry, I won't mess this up."
"Alright, if you say so then," I said and turned to leave. "Thank you for the chocolates."
"You're welcome," he countered.
I left his office. That night, I couldn't sleep. The image of a shirtless man kept me awake and restless.
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Days had passed and I half expected Ethan to be shirtless every day. He wasn't. I don't know why I was disappointed that he wasn't. He had become sweeter, showing me how to handle most tasks and gifting me advanced books on gynecology. He even started involving me in surgery as his assistant.
Seeing him work was something else entirely. I was worried about his clumsy nature but whenever he put on the mask and picked on the blade, he became an entirely different person. Quick, precise, and delicate. I never witnessed him lose a patient or any of the patients return with a complication.
I was falling for him faster than I expected. My thoughts started to become occupied with him. Watching him relate with his staff like they were family. Treating patients with love. Or how serious he'd become when someone did something wrong.
Everything he did, scored points with me, but I was still unsure of myself. What if all I felt for him was just admiration? I opened his office door and found him asleep on the couch. He had just finished a surgery that took almost seven hours. I kept the reports on his desk and was about to leave, but I stopped and turned to him. The gentle snore escaping his lips and the rise and fall of his chest gave off an aura of someone at peace.
I walked closer to him and squatted down to get a better look at his face. His beard was badly grown out and needed a trim. He had beautiful short lashes. His lips were slightly open. I focused on his mouth and my heart started to pound again.
I started to move closer.What are you doing? Stop!But he's asleep, just a light kiss and that's all. Isn't this harassment? I'll get fired.
But it's Ethan…he probably wouldn't mind.
I need to stop.
I just want to know what his lips taste like.
I was getting closer, and I could feel his breath. I wasn't supposed to do it. I convinced myself that I'd chicken out and stop an inch away. But our lips made contact. He tasted like coffee. I pulled back, and he didn't stir awake. My heart was pounding out of control. It was just a light kiss and yet, I wanted more.
He didn't wake up, you can stop now.
I couldn't understand why. I kissed him lightly again. And again, and again, and again.
Stacy, stop.
I wanted to, but it felt so good.
"Are you still asleep?" I asked.
No response. I went in for a deeper one. I captured his mouth and started to kiss him more intently. I felt a hand behind my head, startling me. He was kissing me back. As I pulled away, I noticed his eyes were open.
"That was harassment," he pointed out.
"I'm sorry…," I got up to leave and he caught my arm and pulled me back.
He made me lie down on him. His hands secured my face, and he started to kiss me again.
"Mm…" I whimpered as the kissing intensified.
His groans, my whimpers, and the sound of our mouths filled the room. His hands left my face and secured my waist. I held his face in response and forced my tongue into his mouth. He started to suck on me, numbing my senses and the sensations of my tongue.
Did kissing always feel this good?
His hands went lower and squeezed my ass, causing me to gasp into his mouth. I felt so sensitive all over, and my feminine center was twitching with anticipation for more. I pulled away from the kiss and stared at him. I tried to catch my breath. He was also out of breath.
"Wow," he said while panting, and a smile formed on his face. "What brought this on?"
"I…I don't know," I replied honestly.
