Page 53 of Aching for His Discretion

“It’s because you didn’t want to be in the OR today with me. Much rather be in the clinic,” he said, sulking.

I stood up. Shaking my head, I leaned against the table. “I was in clinic today because my schedule tells me I need to do things other than being in the operating room.”

“Not gonna happen. You get one or two more days of this, and for the rest of your rotation, I want you in that operating room starting at five AM. If not in the operating room, you’re just going to have to stick with me. Let the other residents look after these other medical students. If I have to go through these rotations with them every month, best believe I’m gonna steal the best one they have. Got it?” he replied, and I giggled as I pushed myself off the desk and walked away.

“Go home, Dr. Woods. You’ve had a long day.”

“I’m serious, Monroe. I need you in the OR. I don’t want anyone else,” he said again, and I sent him a wave and responded before heading to the elevator.

“I’ll think about it.”

Upon exiting the hospital, I smiled as I approached the gorgeous man waiting by his car. He was on the phone, and as I neared him, he looked me up and down before pulling me into his embrace. Placing a kiss on my lips, I jumped as his hand lowered and squeezed my bum. He ended the call, and spoke as he pulled away.

“You look so fucking sexy, Tesoro…” he muttered, and I pouted as a blush rose to my face.

“I’ve been up since six AM. I know I have bags under my eyes, and my hair is beginning to look crazy...”

“All the more reason to find you even more attractive,” he muttered, placing a small kiss on my neck before he whispered, “Let’s get you home, hmm? We both know the cat is waiting.”

“Aww... I really think Grayson is starting to grow on you.”

“Yeah, like some sort of fungus that won’t go away, is clingy and always hungry.”

I gasped at his description, and he gave me a look.

“Even though everything you said is absolutely true… he isn’t a fungus! He’s cute.”

“Sure,” he responded, opening the door for me, and I smiled as I sat. He closed the door, and I watched as he walked over to the driver’s side. However, my smile faltered slightly when I caught a glimpse of someone watching us from across the street.

Dr. Harrington.

Talking on the phone with one hand, holding a coffee in the other, his expression remained completely stoic. He most likely saw the entire interaction, and just as Alec was angry with Levi’s presence, Dr. Harrington didn’t seem too thrilled that I was with him.

Thankfully, Levi had entered the car, and we were already on the way to my apartment.

My heart rate slowly decreased as I sat back against the seat. That was... strange, to say the least, but even so, I decided to let it go. He was obviously going through something traumatic with his son missing, and I could only wish him the best.

Upon arriving at my apartment, we greeted Mr. John before ascending the steps and going over to my door. Once I opened it, I laughed as Levi already held his hands out as if it was an invitation for Grayson to jump into his arms.

“See... you both love each other,” I cooed.

Levi didn’t say anything as he entered the apartment, allowing Grayson to snuggle into his chest.

“He’s still too clingy,” he muttered.

I gave him a look. “Says the guy who held his hands out for the little kitty to jump into.”

“I had to be prepared,” he reasoned, and I nodded.

“Sure you did.”

He sent me a small glare, hearing me let out a fit of giggles as I walked into the bathroom to take a shower. After I finished, I sat on the bed combing my hair as I’d gotten dressed in a pair of grey tights and a lavender long-sleeve shirt.

Hearing a knock at my door, I looked up to see Levi walking in without Grayson. He bent down to my level, and I let out a sigh as he placed a kiss on my lips. After a moment, he pulled away, and I blurted out the first thing that was on my mind.

“Do you want to have kids?” I asked.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he crouched to be at eye level with me.

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