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Soren seems to absorb his words, and his bright blue eyes seem to lighten with interest as he smiles. “I grew up in the Bratva, I don’t scare easily.”

“I like you,” I tell him.

“Why do I feel like that’s not a good thing?”

Joel laughs. “Because you’re a smart man.”

Soren and I lock eyes, and what I see in that blue gaze of his is enough to take my breath away. I meant what I said, I like what I see so far, and I can have some fun with this before he ultimately gets sick of me and quits. That he’s easy on the eyes is no hardship either.

As innocent as he looks with his freckles and blond hair, there’s something lurking in those blue eyes of his that promises more depth than he’s shown so far. Color me intrigued.

At the clinic,I introduce Soren to the staff on shift, as well as Rose.

“The two of you will be working closely together,” I tell him. “Any questions you have when I’m not around to answer, you can ask Rose.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” Rose smiles at him. “I can’t wait to get to know you better.”

The smile Soren gives her is dazzling, and when he shakes her hand, I want nothing more than to force them apart.Ihaven’t even touched him yet, and being jealous that my medical assistant gets to first is…irrational. But then, no one would use the wordrationaland me in the same sentence.

“I’ll get you some scrubs. Don’t want to dirty your nice suit,” Rose says.

“Thank you.” Soren smiles at her again.

“I thought you were gay?”

He turns to me, brows furrowed. “Does my sexuality mean I can’t be polite to someone?”

“You weren’t polite to me,” I point out.

He takes a step closer, encroaching on my space. He’s about five inches shorter than my five-eleven, but his sheer presence makes it so that it feels as if he's looming over me. My cock throbs in my scrubs because I love a dominant man.He’s your employee. Cristian will kill you if you start fucking another one.

“Are you jealous, Doc?”

I scoff. “I don’t know you. Why would I be jealous?”

He quirks a brow. “Because I am a good-looking man, and that’s a fact, not ego. Rose is young, not as young as I am, but younger than you. Maybe you don’t like the thought of her looking at someone else.”

I shake my head and cross my arms. “She’s not my type.”

“No?” There’s a look in his eyes that I don’t trust. “What is your type then?”

Pressing my lips together, I glare at him.

Soren steps even closer, and I can feel the body heat emitting from him. There’s scant inches between us, all I have to do is lean forward and kiss him. His lips are pink and shiny with spit from where he’s run his tongue over them, as if taunting me.

It’d be so easy to kiss him, to let him use that tongue on me.I wonder if his cock is getting as hard as mine is.

I don’t take the opportunity in front of me for many reasons. One of those being that Idon’tkiss. Anyone. I’m not against it, but I’ve learned over the years to hide my vulnerabilities. Even James doesn’t get that from me, despite how close we are.

He must see something on my face because he backs away, though he keeps eye contact. When there’s a few feet of distance between us, I let out a shaky breath, heart racing and cock hard as a rock in my pants.

Soren breaks eye contact long enough to look down, and he smirks as he meets my gaze once more. His lips part, but whatever he’s about to say is waylaid by Rose returning with a set of scrubs.

“Bathroom’s through there,” she tells him. “Doc, your first appointment is waiting in room three. I can direct Soren there when he’s finished changing.”

Clearing my throat, I adjust my shirt and reach for the lab coat hanging on a hook just next to the door. “That’ll be great, thank you.”

Thankfully, the coat is long enough to hide my deflating erection as I stride from the room and head to my first patient of the day.

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