Page 71 of Dr. Intern

“You know,” she whispers, averting her gaze. “What the note said.”

“You’re going to have to be a little more specific, pretty girl.”

She lets out a frustrated exhale as the blush on her face deepens. “Continue where we left off last night.”

I sit up, pulling her with me so that her back is to my front. Leaning in, I whisper, “Have you been waiting for that all day? Waiting for me to show you what I had planned?”

“Maybe,” she drawls, resting her head against my collarbone.

Gently, I brush her hair aside, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. My lips hover inches from her skin, the heat of my breath teasing her.

“Maybe?” I repeat softly, my voice low. “That sounds like a yes to me.”

Claire shivers, a quiet sigh escaping her lips as I trail a few short kisses along her throat. “Yes.”

I pull back and whisper in her ear, “Go get your tablet.”

She turns to look at me, brow furrowing with confusion. “Why? My phone is right here.”

“Because I said so.”

Claire stills for a beat, silently watching me like a hawk. I stare right back, narrowing my gaze on her.

Finally, she relents and gets up with a playful roll of her eyes. “Back to bossy Beau are we?” she teases, turning toward her bedroom.

I swat her bottom as she prances away. She giggles, flicking me the bird on her way out of the room.

While she’s gone, I lay several blankets down on the ground before tossing the pillows from the couch on top. It’s a cozy setup, perfect for what I’m planning.

When Claire returns, tablet in hand, her expression shifts from confusion to curiosity. “You want to make a fort or something?”

“That actually isn’t a bad idea,” I chuckle as I take the tablet from her, setting it up on the coffee table, “but not tonight.”

I pull her down to the ground, feeling my heart soar as she nuzzles against my shoulder, like she’s more comfortable touching me than being apart. Leaning in, I wrap my arm around her and ask, “Did you like what happened last night?”

We haven’t spoken about the phone call, and while I thought it was hot as fuck, I want to check in with her to make sure we’re still on the same page.

“Of course,” Claire replies confidently. I stay quiet, waiting for her to add more. “It was nice having you talk me through it.”

“It was,” I echo, unable to hide the pride on my face. “Do you remember how I asked if you had ever watched porn?”

“Yep,” she answers. As if realizing what I’m getting at, she jerks out of my arms. Her eyes widen as they ping-pong between me and the tablet. “Together?”

I smile at her reaction. “You seemed to enjoy last night better when we did it together.”

She chews on her bottom lip. “Yeah, but—”

“Claire, I’m not ever going to make you do something that you don’t want to do. But, I want you to be comfortable verbalizing what you like and don’t like. And I figure it might be easier to talk about it while we watch other people. Though if you prefer, we can watch from separate rooms like last night.”

She snuggles her body further into mine and sighs. “But I’m so cozy.”

“It’s up to you.”

Silence settles between us as Claire considers her options.

“Alright,” she concedes, pulling a furry blanket over her body. “But if you blind me with your freaky porn, I’m sending you the bill.”

Chapter 28

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