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I rubbed ht Every fifteenmy vitals And they sure as hell didn’t look like the hot nurse I fucked the other night I even offered to pay the I was joking

I letI could at least catch a nap before the next one ca me with some kind of torture device

“Goodopen and in walked Dr Ashworth

I sat forward, forgetting how exhausted I was I suddenly had a new burst of energy

“Hey, Doc”

She walked toward me, and I noticed her hair was down today It was layered in long strands over her shoulders She was more beautiful than she was yesterday

“How’s your hand feeling?” She bent to take a look at the incision

“Hurts like hell” I tried to catch a gliers

“Well, it’s not swollen ether “But I’er

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s theon her clipboard before placing it on the table She retrieved the stethoscope from her neck and adjusted the ends in her ears “Let me take a listen”

I had had lers were constantly checkingfor hydration and iron count Physical therapists examined every muscle on my body But I’d never in all those exams reacted like this My heart started to pound as she leaned over and placed the cold disc on e, and I could feel the heat of her fingers I wanted to grab her and pull her on top of me—she sood hand, and she’d already ain

Shemy bicep I could hear ertips explored ht arm

She stepped back, wrapping the stethoscope around her neck again “Your circulation is fine And you have a strong heartbeat I’m not worried about blood flow”