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“Too hot?”

I held my hand up and shook my head. “I like cream and sugar.” Setting it down on the desk, I shrugged. “It’s okay. I’ll just add some. Where is the breakroom?”

“Down the hall. You’ll see it. Can’t miss the soda machine.” He sipped his own coffee. “And I’ll remember that for tomorrow. Hey, the gang will have lunch together at the bistro across from the visitors’ desk near the entrance. Want to join us?”

“Uh, sure.” I had to stop from throwing myself at him. Fuck yes, I wanted to join them. If for no other reason than to ask if he was dating. His ring finger was naked. And that was a very good sign.

“Perfect, I’ll let you settle in. I have a patient.” He was gone before my mind could compute how fucking hot he was, all grown up and manly. Shit, if I could touch myself right now, I would, but duty called. Time to be a professional.

CHAPTERTHREE

Derek

The bistro nestledinside the hospital was quieter than normal today. I heard the head of oncology was hosting a luncheon to raise money for some new research he was doing, which was likely why most of my staff opted not to eat with me today. And it was likely why the small restaurant was nearly empty.

Maggie sat to my right, enjoying her soup, and Tammy, our receptionist, sat across the table eating a nice corn beef brisket in rye bread. My choice of a chef’s salad didn’t hold a candle to the delicious scents wafting my way from their meals, but I like to eat light at lunchtime. Maggie razzed me a little for eating so many of Barbra’s delectable baked goods.

“Trying to watch your figure now that you’ve gained a few pounds from all the brownies?” The glimmer in her eyes was just as gorgeous as it was all those years ago. Only now, she was off limits for an entirely different reason. My cock didn’t think so. I continuously had to tell myself not to think of her in a sexual way.

When we were younger, it had been the vigilant eyes of her brother, Curt, who had ensured we remained professional. But now it was the precedent I’d set for the practice, and even for myself personally. Inner-office dating was strictly against my moral code. So why did my dick think it could break the rules just because she was here?

“Barb’s baked goods are so tempting, I have to make sure I cut out calories elsewhere so I can enjoy the treats she brings in.”

“Ah, yes.” Maggie grinned and sipped her lemonade. “Gotta keep that body rockin’ if you want to keep the ladies stalkin’.” She winked at me, and Tammy laughed.

“I gotta get back to answering phones and let Gypsy take her lunch now.” Tammy stood and gathered her trash and belongings. “See you back in the office.”

The way Tammy dashed away from us, I wasn’t sure if she was uncomfortable by Maggie’s comment or if she really did just want to get back to doing her job. Either way, the wink she shot at me had my cock tensing. Was she flirting with me?

“So, how is it living back in Yellow Springs? You adjusting to the small-town life again?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation in a safe direction now that we were alone.

Maggie shrugged as she swallowed a bite of her food. “I never really figured out how to do larger-city life, anyway. Small-town is my vibe. Always has been.” Maggie had gone to New York University in the Big Apple, which wasn’t that different from UCSF, where I attended. Both larger cities, both a wakeup call to a small-town teen who just wants to escape the burden of life.

“I understand. It’s one of the reasons I moved home from San Fran after graduation. I’m more of an owns-horses, chops-wood type of guy.”

“I know, and you have the biceps to prove it. Wowzah.” Maggie snickered and took a bite of soup. I couldn’t help but feel flattered by the comment, and I almost gave in and made a comment of my own. That top she was wearing, low-cut enough to get a terrific view of her tits every time she leaned in to take a bite of food, drove me wild.

So I changed the subject again to something less provocative. Or so I thought. “Yeah, so I moved home and bought some land, like fifteen acres. I built a ranch log cabin. I own six horses, but one of my mares is going to foal this spring. I’m a country boy at heart, but this doctor gig is my hustle.” I took a bite of my salad, eyeing her soup enviously. Each bite she brought to her mouth was a double whammy. I wanted to kiss her, suck one of her plump lips into my mouth and bite it. I also wanted something hot to eat on this cold day—that craving could also be sated by her body.

I almost smacked myself for thinking it, but memories of her had been bombarding me for the past few days. Being in proximity to her brought back every bit of desire I’d had for her back then.

“Well, for a country boy, you sure put on the ‘hot doctor’ act pretty well. I’m surprised you’re not taken—or are you?” There was a hint of something there in her gaze. She was searching me. There was no way I was misreading this. “You and Sofia, is that a thing?”

Sofia was my partner. She was a bit older than me and had her career well under way when I moved back home. As a certified nurse midwife, the state law required her to report to a doctor, but the doctor who had helped her get a start was retiring. So, she convinced him to sell his practice to me, and bada-bing, bada-bam, I was in. That was it and nothing more.

I chuckled. “No, Sofia is married. She has two kids, one of whom I delivered. Her husband is an athletic trainer for the New York Jets, but he was just offered a position with the Broncos. Sofia will be moving her practice to Colorado in a few weeks, and it will be just me until I find someone to take over for her.”

Maggie’s face seemed to grow even brighter with joy. I wasn’t sure how that was even possible. She was radiant even when she was serious and just focusing on work. Her smile lit up the entire room—and there I was thinking about how gorgeous she was instead of keeping my thoughts professional. Based on her line of questioning, I figured she was doing the same thing with me—wondering if there was any heat left between us.

Well, I couldn’t tell her, but there was plenty of heat. So much heat that I didn’t dare stand up right now.

“Ah, that’s too bad.” She feigned sadness over Sofia’s marital status. Or maybe it was that she was moving away. Whatever the case, I was growing increasingly aroused and uncomfortable with my own body’s reaction to her flirtatious comments. “I like Sofia.”

“Yeah, she’s a great lady. Fantastic at what she does.” The salad just wasn’t doing it for me anymore, so I replaced the lid and pushed it away.

“If I remember correctly, you’re pretty fantastic at a few things too.”

There was no mistaking that look in her eye as she peered up at me through thick lashes. Her lips hugged her straw, leaving lipstick on the cheap plastic, and all I could think was that I’d like that lipstick around the base of my cock. My chest tightened as I realized I was not mistaken. She really was flirting with me. And fuck, did I want to flirt back.

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