Page 31 of Doctor's Surprise Twins

Fuck, what am I doing? I can’t replace one awful memory with a bad decision. I need to find a way to move on and live a healthy life again. I’m never going to be able to do that in the hospital where my wife and child died, and certainly not in thehospital where I’m tortured by the only other woman I’ve ever wanted this badly. Something is bound to happen if I stay here. I’ll either explode from holding it all in, or I’ll fuck up by doing something I shouldn’t. Either way, it doesn’t look good for me. I bring the bottle back to my lips, taking another swig as another wave of tingles washes over me.

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I’m not sure how long I’ve been hiding in my office. I’m not sure how much bourbon I’ve had to drink. All I know is that the bottle is nearly empty, and the pain is gone. I feel nothing but numbness, and for once, numb feels good.

Someone knocks on my door. I figure it’s probably Noah after what happened out there. “Come in,” I call out.

The door opens, but it isn’t Noah who steps in. It’s Ally.

She closes the door behind her. “I hope I’m not interrupting,” she says, walking closer.

“There’s nothing to interrupt.” I sit up in my chair and grab the cap on the top of my desk, put it back on the bottle, and tuck it away. When I look back at her, she’s standing in front of my desk, watching me worriedly.

“I’m sorry for messing up that call today. I could’ve sworn that Val told me to page you.” She shrugs. “I guess I just had you on my brain after our meeting in the supply room.”

“It was an honest mistake, Ally. You have nothing to be sorry for.” I stand up, feeling a little dizzy, but I tighten my hold on my desk and remain composed.

“I didn’t know what happened. One minute, you were running in ready to save the day, and the next, your eyes glazed over, and you were gone.” She steps closer. “I know we don’tknow one another that well, but I know when someone needs to talk.”

I shake my head, sitting on the edge of my desk. “What are you talking about, Ally?”

She walks around my desk, I turn, and our eyes lock. “I’m saying that if you ever need to talk, I’m here. I’ll listen. I won’t judge or get offended. It’s obvious that you need someone to open up to, and from what I’ve heard, you don’t have that. I’ll be that for you if you want,” she says, taking another step closer.

I get lost in her blue eyes. They remind me of the ocean on a dark, starless night. “You know what I want?”

“What?” she whispers.

“You,” I say, reaching for her.

13

ALLY

His big hand cups my jaw, pulling me toward him as he steps into me.

Our mouths crash together, his tongue parting my lips before thrusting inside.

My eyes are wide with shock, but his are closed, and his dark lashes are fanned out. His free hand moves to my lower back, and he holds me tightly against him.

I absorb his warmth, causing me to melt, my eyes now closing as all my reserve gives into him.

My tongue starts moving with his, dancing and twisting and enjoying every second. My hands have a mind of their own, and they move up his chest, around to the back of his neck.

I pull him closer and deepen our kiss. I know it’s only a matter of time before he snaps out of his daze and breaks away, so I want to enjoy this moment for as long as possible. All the longing looks, innocent touches, and flirting have led us here, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about this.

I don’t know if it’s feeling his strong body against mine, if it’s the smell of his cologne invading my senses, or if it’s the way he’s kissing and touching me making my head swim away from mybody. I’m overheating, and the blood beneath my skin is boiling with need.

My heart is pounding against my chest, racing like never before. A throbbing forms between my thighs, and I don’t know what to do about it. I’ve kissed guys before. I’ve even been touched, but I’ve never felt like this—like I’ll explode if he doesn’t touch me soon.

He pulls his mouth away from mine, allowing me to take a gasping breath as he kisses up my jaw. His hand moves to my braid, and he yanks my head back. That’s when his mouth finds my neck. He kisses and licks, bites and sucks. Goosebumps prickle my skin, and a shiver races up my spine.

“I’ve thought about this since the day I met you,” he whispers, his hands now grabbing the hem of my scrub top as he works it up my stomach.

He leans back just long enough to pull it over my head. The second he drops it, he moves back in, his mouth landing on mine as his hands move to my chest. He squeezes my breasts, and I gasp at how good it feels. My nipples harden with excitement, straining against the thin fabric of my bra.

His tongue thrusts into my mouth as his hands move to my shoulders, pushing the straps away. They fall, and he yanks the cups of my bra down until my chest is exposed.

He slows our kiss, breaking it off as he kisses down my chin and neck. He drops to his knees before me, his hands rushing in to massage my breasts. He squeezes them together as he kisses over the swells. I’ve never had anyone touch my bare breasts like this. I’ve definitely never had anyone kiss them.

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