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Faith

Watching a ered or my panties wet, yet here I am

Is this a curse only set upon virgins as they sit across a ooden table from the man who has invaded their dreams for a year?

What is it about his throat and his Adam’s apple and the way it bobs when he talks and bounces when he ss?

I castto busyat Matthew, I run a fingertip over the crispy pizza crust crumbs

“What’s your end goal?” he asks in a tone that is so gruff I feel those faoose bumps trail over my skin

Thankfully, I’led in all day He has no idea what his voice is doing to me He can’t see my body’s reaction

“I want to work in eency medicine”

That lures his gaze from the slice of pizza on his plate “Really?”

Nodding, I smile “Really”

“That’s a hard life,” he says curtly “I have a friend who is always pulling extra shifts in the ER It consumes him”

I take a sip of the lemon water I ordered e sat down “But he loves it He wouldn’t trade it for anything”

He lets out a chuckle “I’m pretty sure he used those exact words to describe his job at souess all you ER types feel the same way”

“Now, I’ooder”

He rests an elbow on the table “You’re both, and before you ask, that’s not a bad thing”

“It’s not?”

“How can wanting to do good in the world be a bad thing?” he asks “I s, but I understand the need to help My patients just happen to have four legs and enjoy giving ue kisses”

What I wouldn’t give to have the chance to give hiue

Raising his water glass in the air, he drops his chin toward lass “Let’s toast to that”

I pick up lass of water and raise it too “Toast to what?”

“To lass in his hand to the side of ue kisses from patients”