Page 69 of No Ordinary Love

"This is all incredibly valuable feedback." I made notes as I spoke. "It sounds like we need to focus not just on simplifying language but also on developing culturally sensitive communication strategies and building trust within these communities. Are there specific approaches any of you have found helpful in overcoming these barriers?"

The doctors exchanged ideas, discussing strategies like using visual aids, involving community leaders in health education, and spending more time in consultations to build rapport.

After about an hour, the session wrapped up, and I thanked the participants for their time and input. As they filed out, I gathered my notes and went into the adjoining observation room. My eyes landed on Lucas, and for a moment, theprofessional mask I'd been wearing slipped. I felt a flutter of emotions, which I recognized as butterflies in my stomach.

"Amara, that was excellent. You handled the discussion with such ease. We got some really valuable insights," Jill exclaimed.

"Great work," Dr. Brooks interjected sincerely.

"Thank you," I replied, still aware of Lucas's presence, even as I focused on Dr. Brooks. "The doctors were really open about their challenges. I think we have a lot to work with."

Jill nodded enthusiastically. "You did a fantastic job guiding the conversation."

I smiled, but before I could respond, Lucas stepped forward. "Amara, that was impressive. You have a way of getting people to open up to talk about the real issues. It's not something everyone can do."

His compliment made me blush and my heart did that ridiculous fluttering thing again. "Thanks, Lucas."

He nodded, his eyes holding mine for a beat longer than necessary. I had to tell him to stop looking at me like he wanted to devour me. Probably everyone could see how we were eye-fucking each other.

"We should reconvene Monday to go over the next steps," Dr. Brooks suggested, glancing between us. "There's a lot to unpack from today's session."

"Agreed." I faced her, grateful for the distraction. "I'll go through my notes tonight and have a report out ready for our next meeting."

After a few more pleasantries, Jill and Dr. Brooks left, as did my TA, leaving me alone with Lucas in the dimly lit observation room.

"Stop it," I murmured.

"You were amazing in there. I don't think I've ever been aroused watching a focus group before."

I crossed my arms and leaned back against a wall, trying to seem casual, even though my pulse was racing. "How aroused?" I challenged.

He came up to me and stood close enough so I could smell his cologne. It was naughty to flirt like this at work, and my panties were soaked.

"Hard as a stone." He took my hand and put it on his erection.

I whimpered, feeling his desire.

"Lucas."

His hips pushed against my hand, and he closed his eyes for a moment. He smiled sheepishly, brought my hand to his mouth, and kissed my palm. "I miss fucking you, Amara."

His words and the edge in his voice had me wanting to go on my knees and suck him off.

He could see it in my eyes, and he groaned softly. "I skipped lunch. How about an early dinner?"

"Yes."And then will you come to my bed and make love to me?

"What are you thinking?" he inquired curiously.

I blushed. "You don't want to know."

"I do, baby. Tell me." His voice was husky, seductive.

"Will you come home with me tonight?"

He took a deep breath. "Yes."

"Will you sleep with me?"

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