Page 4 of Doctor's Surprise Twins

I nod and set the clipboard and pen on the shelf with the supplies. “Let’s do it.”

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ETHAN

I’m sitting at my desk when there’s a quick knock on my door. My head pops up but before I can call out, the door opens, and Noah sticks his head in.

“Lunch?” He quirks a brow.

“Yeah, sure.” I toss my pen on my desk, roll my chair back, and stand. I take off my lab coat and hang it on the coat rack in the corner. Then, I grab my jacket and turn for the door, pulling it on as I go.

“What are you in the mood for today?” Noah asks as we head for the elevator.

“Doesn’t matter to me.” I reach out and push the button. The doors open, and we step in.

“Pizza?”

“No.” I wrinkle my nose.

“Hot dog?”

I frown at him.

He chuckles. “That deli at the end of the block?”

“Yeah, that’ll work. I have too much work to do to go too far.”

He nods, crossing his arms as he leans against the railing in the small space. “What’d you end up doing last night?”

“I just stayed in. Ordered dinner, took a shower, and went to bed early.”

He looks at me like I’m an alien. “That’s it?”

I roll my eyes. “I did some research on local pool companies. I’m thinking about getting a heater. Seems stupid to have a pool you can only use a few months a year.”

He laughs and shakes his head.

“What?” I ask as the doors open.

“Nothing,” he says, stepping out.

“Then why were you laughing?”

Outside, he turns to face me. “I wasn’t laughing because something was funny. I was laughing because that’s just fucking sad.”

I frown.

“You know what I did last night?”

“You mean,whoyou did?”

He rolls his eyes. “You’re in the prime of your life. You’re a successful doctor with more money than you know what to do with. You’re young. … Well, you’re not old,” he corrects. “You could spend every night with a different woman. But here you are, staying home and doing research on local pool companies?”

I take a deep breath and push myself forward, catching up and matching his pace. “Why is it so hard to believe that I don’t want to spend every night in a loud club, getting hammered, and fucking every woman who catches my attention?”

“It’s not hard to believe; It’s just hard to accept.”

I shake my head in annoyance, turning to watch the line of traffic speed down the street.

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