Page 17 of Doctor's Surprise Twins

She should have left hours ago.

She looks to have showered as her dark hair is now wet as it hangs around her. She’s also changed out of her navy-blue hospital scrubs. Her legs are bare, and she’s wearing a pair of black heels that give her toned legs a nice shape.

I don’t know if she’s wearing a skirt or a dress—she has her coat on, the sash wrapped around her waist tightly, holding it closed.

“Taking off for the night?” I ask, raking my eyes up her impossibly long legs.

“I’m about to,” she replies, walking closer. “I wanted to tell you goodnight before I left, though.”

I wet my lips as I watch her walk closer. “Goodnight,” I whisper, my eyes locking with hers as she comes to a stop before me.

She gives me a sexy little smile. “That’s not the goodbye I had in mind.”

My mouth falls open as I watch her untie the sash. Her coat comes open, and she pushes it over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind her. My eyes roam her body as she stands in front of me in nothing but a pair of black panties.

Her body is just as magnificent as I thought it’d be, tight and toned but still soft in all the right places. Her breasts are perky—not so large that they’re weighed down, but not too small to enjoy. Her nipples are pebbled, a dusty pink color in comparison to her ivory skin. Her stomach is flat, and there’s a soft curve from the bottom of her ribcage to the width of her hips. Looking at her makes my mouth go dry.

“Whatdidyou have in mind?”

She looks up at me from beneath her dark lashes. “I think you know exactly what I have in mind,” she replies, reaching for the waistband of my pants. “I’ve seen the way you look at me.” She begins to unfasten my belt.

“I know you’ve thought about fucking me since the day we met. Why put it off any longer? We both want it.” That’s when she drops to her knees before me, tugging at my pants and boxers until my hard cock springs free.

She wraps her hand around my shaft. With her dark eyes meeting mine, she starts to work me from base to tip.

She looks sexy as hell as she wets her lips and leans forward, sucking my tip into her hot mouth. My eyes roll back, and a moan slips free?—

My eyes open, and I find myself in bed with the early-morning sun streaming through my windows with my alarm clock blaring beside me. My head pounds with every beep.“Fuck,” I groan as I roll over to silence the alarm. I smack my hand against the top of the plastic alarm and that’s when I notice the time. 7:34.

“Damnit,” I curse, throwing the blankets away from my body. My alarm is set for six A.M. How in the hell did I sleep through that noise for an hour and a half? I sit up on the edge of the bed, putting my feet on the floor, and that’s when I see the half-empty bottle of bourbon.

That’s how.

Annoyed with myself, I get up and rush to the bathroom. I like waking up early so I have time to get in a morning workout, shower, and have breakfast and a cup of coffee. Today, I don’t have time for anything but getting dressed and getting out the door. Morning traffic is always awful, so I’ll have to grab coffee at work, and order in for breakfast if there’s time.

I get dressed as quickly as possible, packing a gym bag in case I need a spare set of clothes, and climbing behind the wheel without thinking about anything else. By the time I make it to the hospital, I’m in a shitty mood. Traffic sucked, I’m still tired, and my day has been a shit show since my eyes opened this morning. I walk down the hallway and person after person greets me. It takes everything I have to bite my tongue and nod rather than rip into them. Good morning? There isn’t a single good thing about it. Surely, they can all see that by looking at my face.

I dodge everyone as I make my way to the cafeteria to get that cup of coffee. Luckily, there is a coffee shop in the hospital cafeteria, so I’m not stuck getting garbage from a machine.

Noah walks in and gets in line behind me. “Good morning, bud. How’s your day going so far?”

I turn and glare at him.

He doesn’t back down like most would. He chuckles. “That good, huh?”

I clench my jaw and nod. “Doesn’t anyone get coffee before coming to work?”

“I don’t know. You’re standing here with us. Did you get coffee before coming to work?”

“No,” I spit. “I was running late and didn’t have any at the house.”

“Maybe that’s the case for everyone in line.”

I look at him now, watching as he tries to hold back his grin. “Were you running late this morning?”

He waves his hand through the air. “No, I’ve been here four hours. This is my third jolt.”

“Your heart is going to explode one of these days.” I turn back to face the front.

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