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That really kicked my nerves into high gear. “Do you want a cookie?” I held out the metal tin I’d placed them in. “I’m making them for all my neighbors, and I wanted Logan to taste test them.”

Oh. My. Gosh. What was wrong with me?

The striking man plucked one of the triple-chocolate cookies out and took a bite, chewing slowly and sensuously. Holy Hannah, I’d never seen anything so sexy.

“You’re good at that.” Yeah, I said that. I closed my eyes and scrunched my face. “I’m so sorry; I just get so nervous in hospitals around attractive doctors. Ask Logan—he’ll tell you.”

Dr. McDreamy laughed.

Above his laughter, I could hear him pulling out a chair.

I opened my eyes to find him sitting across from me, nonchalantly tapping a finger on his energy drink.

“There’s no need to be nervous. I’m Sebastian Everett, by the way.” He held up the cookie. “And this is excellent.”

I bit my lip, trying not to drool over him or his charming name. “Really? It’s good? I’m not much of a baker.”That was semi-normal. Please don’t say anything else,I begged myself as I felt the nerves bubbling to the surface again.

“I wouldn’t lie.” He said it so smoothly, it almost made me think itwasa lie.

“Thanks.” I giggled. Seriously, I had issues.

“So, you’re friends with Dr. Summers?”

“Yep. Just friends.”

“Hmm.Just friends,” he said with intrigue.

“Well, basically, I think I just annoy him as much as possible, and he puts up with it.”

Sebastian leaned forward, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Somehow, I don’t think that’s the case.”

A wash of heat swept over me. “Well, you’re underestimating me.”

He tilted his head, studying me.

It was a little unnerving.

“I would hate to underestimate you.”

Why did every word out of his mouth sound like a temptation?

“Believe me, it’s in your best interest not to. Once my nerves take over, there’s no telling what will come out of my mouth. Logan can vouch for that. The first time I met him, I asked if he wanted to be my summer fling.” My hand flew over my mouth. “See,” I mumbled through my fingers, “conversations with me are a disaster waiting to happen. Major word vomiter here.”

But Sebastian didn’t appear horrified. Instead, he looked intrigued. His eyes raked over me. “Did Logan agree to be your summer fling?”

“Uh, no. Definitely not.”

“How unfortunate for him.” Sebastian stood with cookie and energy drink in hand, his gaze penetrating my own. “I hope to see you around.”

His hypnotic eyes had me replying, “Yeah, me too,” before I even knew what I was saying. It made me wonder if they hired people at this hospital based on how beautiful they were. Someone in HR definitely had good taste.

“Thanks for the cookie. See you around, Brooke.” He turned and walked out just as Logan was walking in.

“Dr. Everett,” Logan said formally, eyeing him and his cookie carefully.

“Dr. Summers,” Sebastian matched his serious tone. “I just met yourfriend.”

Logan wrenched his head my way, looking half exasperated and half amused that I was waiting for him.

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