He cupped both of her mounds. He bent down and nipped one of her hard buds with his teeth. She gasped, loving the small hint of pain. She gripped his hair tight and lifted his head backward.

“Then give an answer and stop being so distracted, Doctor.” She pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

“How can I not be distracted?” He massaged her mounds but didn’t let them go. A sexy grin was plastered on his face.

She shook her head and kissed him again. This time it was slow and full of heat. A moan slipped from Kimora. Her hips rocked forward, allowing her to rub her bottom along the long length of his engorged cock.

“And when you do that, I can’t think of anything else.”

“I guess that means I need to sit somewhere else where you can think straight,” she threatened.

Kane growled low and wrapped his arms around her tight. She fell forward with a laugh. His face became buried between her breasts.

“You aren’t going anywhere.” His voice was muffled.

She laughed and tried to push herself off him so he wouldn’t suffocate. That would be the last thing she would need to try to explain to someone. He lifted his head from her with that crooked grin of his in place.

“And to answer your question, we are going to make time for living life and won’t work so hard.”

Kimora’s smile faded. She brushed his dark hair back from his face and stared into his eyes. This had been something she had promised herself, but would he be willing to do that for her? For them? They both worked too hard, and it would do them good to take a break here and there.

“That sounds good, Kane,” she answered. She cupped his face and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. She had worked hard her entire life, why shouldn’t she take advantage of being happy?

“What will it be, Kimora? You and me?” He pulled back from her. He arched an eyebrow while he waited for her answer.

Did she want to be the girlfriend of the sexy cardiothoracic surgeon, Kane Livingston?

From what she knew of him so far, the answer would be yes. She wanted to get to know him more. Get to experience life. Have fun. There was no telling what the future would hold, but from the looks of it, the Book Boyfriend Dating Agency app had matched them perfectly.

“Kane Livingston, you’ve got yourself a girlfriend.”

Epilogue

“For Mrs. Sutton in room 309, I want a CT scan of her chest ordered,” Kane stated.

The resident physicians surrounding him took notes. They were meeting at the end of the hallway of one of the nursing units. He’d had a long day in the operating room before he had to run inpatient to round on patients. Thankfully, the first- and second-year residents were able to see the patients while he had been completing an operation. He bit back a yawn and closed that patient’s chart.

It was the end of the day, and it was time for him to assess the patients he had missed earlier since he had been called away for surgery. He hadn’t gotten much sleep in the last few days. When it was his turn to cover the hospital, he worked long hours that included seeing patients inpatient, operations, and still seeing a couple of patients daily outpatient. His schedule was packed to the brim.

He had quickly moved room to room seeing the patients who were admitted to him. Tonight was not the night he would stay late at the hospital. He had a woman to get to. Matter of fact, he was sure she was still in the lab and he’d probably have to drag her out of it.

“Okay, and what about Mr. Dobeck?”

Kane pulled up the patient’s chart on his tablet and quickly skimmed the recommendation of the cardiologist. He glanced up at the resident who had asked the question.

“Make sure the stress test that Dr. Berber recommended is ordered and that it can be performed in the morning. I want him fully optimized for surgery,” Kane replied. He depended on his colleagues to offer the risk factors for patients before they underwent anesthesia for surgery. Many of the surgeries he performed were lifesaving, but he always wanted to know their risk factor beforehand. This would ensure he would be able to advise them about the surgery they would undergo and they could make an informed decision if it was something they wanted to do.

“Will do.” The resident nodded and took notes on her paper.

Kane quickly scanned the patient list and saw they had reviewed everyone and he had seen the last patient he was obligated to. Tomorrow, his partner, Eric, would be taking over and would cover the patients who were admitted under their service.

“Any other questions?” he asked.

Kane not only enjoyed his job as a surgeon, but he did love the teaching side as well. The residents on this rotation were extremely smart, and he felt confident they had learned a great deal. He stayed with them for a few more moments going over a few of the patients they had seen. They asked good questions, and he took his time making sure they understood what the plan for each patient would be and why he’d made the decisions for the patients. Kane felt that thoroughly explaining issues with his residents would help them grow as physicians.

After bidding them good evening, Kane turned on his heel. He made his way through the hospital, holding his tablet close tohim. He headed to his office. He walked through the doors and went over to his new secretary’s desk.

Mya Miranda had been hired two months ago after his former secretary, Angela, retired. It was discovered that Angela had mixed up messages between him and one of the other physicians she’d worked for. The hospital was short-staffed, and most of the doctors shared a secretary.