Page 97 of Grumpy Bossy Doctor


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Normally one would insist on waiting downstairs but if she was inviting me to her room, who was I to refuse? We left for her suite. And I followed closely behind. When we got to her room, she seemed a bit lost about if she was to let me into the room.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," I assured her with a smirk.

"Way to make my decision a little worrisome," she said with a sigh, then opened the door.

I followed her into the room. It was extremely luxurious and suited her. It felt like I was in a room belonging to royalty.

She looked through her traveling bag and looked at me. "Are you going to change your outfit?"

"I'll just fold my sleeves and return my suit to my car," I replied.

"I'll wear a dress then. Let me see if I brought any sundresses," she said as she looked through the box.

It felt like nothing had happened. I remembered how hurt she had looked when she confronted me back in Richmond. When I blamed her for something that was clearly my fault and my selfishness. And yet there she was, with me in her room again and her guard lowered, getting ready to join me for lunch.

"I couldn't bring myself to reach out to you," I confessed.

She stopped searching for the dress and turned to look at me.

"Why couldn't you?" she asked.

"I…I was ashamed," I replied. "After what I did to you, I didn't know if I had the right to text you…or even call you. I assumed you were going to block me."

She looked relieved. "So, it wasn't because you hated me now?"

"Why would I hate you?" I asked. I stood by her side and placed my hand against her cheek, "Even after a month, I couldn't bring myself to hate you. I replayed every moment we spent. Revisited the places that we bonded. Each time, my disappointment in myself would increase because you weren't there next to me."

"Ian…" she called softly as she rubbed her face against my palm, purring gently.

As she opened her eyes, the green seemed to draw me in. My heart started pounding. I wanted her. I had been away from her for a month, and she already had a boyfriend now. If anything, we were meant to start from the beginning.

Start by being friends again…

My face was moving closer to hers. I told myself I was going to stop a few inches away from her face. But it seemed she was getting closer, faster than I had expected. She was also leaning in for the kiss. I swallowed hard and went in. As our lips made contact, a form of relief washed over my body. It was for a mere second, but it seemed to have lasted a lifetime. As I pulled away, she looked at me; her eyes told me enough.

She wanted more. I kissed her again and she kissed back, embracing my neck and stroking my hair. My hands secured her waist as I gently led her to the bed. I pushed her down, and she didn't let me go. I continued to kiss her, groaning while she moaned in my mouth. I pulled back and looked at her. Her eyes were dilated and glazed with lust and a desire for more.

"Please…don't stop, I need this. I need this a lot," she pleaded.

"Your tongue," I demanded.

She closed her eyes and let out her tongue. I accepted her offer. Sucking on her tongue gently, accepting her whimpers. I touched her exposed thighs, and her body jerked in response.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Maybe it's just my body finally getting touched properly," she replied.

"What happened to you?" I couldn't help asking.

"A lot," she replied.

I kissed her neck, and she sighed. My fingers continued to caress her thighs. I let her enjoy my touch, and I desired more of her. She started helping me out of my shirt.

"Should we?" I asked as she took off all my buttons.

"Please?"

What kind of man would turn down a woman that said please? I took off my shirt and inner wear. I helped her out of her dress too, leaving her in her panties. Her stomach had faint signs of abs.

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