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She blushed, pulling her white coat closer to her chest, knocking her stethoscope to the side I liked that I was affecting her so and the lines running into my arm She was the sexiest distraction I could have wished for

“I’ll check in on you in theover her shoulder “Have a good night”

“Hey, Doc, before you leave…”

“Yes?”

“Do you have a first name?”

She paused “It’s Lennon But my patients call me Dr Ashworth”

“So does that mean I should call you Dr Ashworth or Lennon?” I taunted I liked her na and beautiful She wore brains and sex appeal well

I grinned as I watched her leave I should have been feeling a whole lot worse than I was, but soood medicine

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Lennon

I held on to the counter at the nurses’ station, knowing s were barely holding me up I was furious Livid I’d never been so insulted inway What was more messed up was that I was so turned on by that asshole, I could barely hold ed to insult

I hadn’t bothered to look at his face during surgery Most of it had been covered with a cap, and I was so rushed to get in and repair his hand quickly that I never thought to see what he looked like

Most ofpale and listless They didn’t react well to the anesthesia Soether coherent sentences But not this man

Wes Blakefield was the definition of perfection His jaas set in straight, solid lines His skin was tan, and he had the greenest eyes this side of Ireland Not to mention he ell over six feet tall and had broad shoulders and arms to match On top of that, he had one hell of a dick I covered my mouth I wasn’t supposed to look at hiod Not a male model that could melt the panties off every nurse in this hospital No, he was a patient My patient

“Dr Ashworth? Dr Ashworth?” I juhts about what Wes wanted me to do with his erection Was he serious?