Page 5 of Doctor I Do

I smile at his enthusiasm. I’m enjoying being around him like this. We’ve never had one-on-one time together; it’s always been with our shared friends around.

He pushes one bag closer to me. “Here.”

My gaze flicks to his, and he stares back with warm eyes. “This one is yours.”

I smirk back and pick it up to peer inside. When I see the big chocolate chunks, my stomach growls. I pull it out without hesitation and take a big bite, instantly closing my eyes and moaning loudly, savoring the sugary taste on my tongue. When I open my eyes to grab my drink, I’m met with a fixed, heated gaze, thin lips and something swirling between us that feels a lot like sexual tension.

A piece of the cookie becomes lodged in my throat right at the moment he licks his lips, and I concentrate on swallowing it down, but my mouth is too dry. I grab my hot chocolate, and he reaches out, lips parting to speak, but it’s too late. I’ve already taken a big sip, and it burns all the way down. I gasp, and wince screwing up my face as I hold back a swear but fail. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

“Sorry, I tried to warn you. They were hot to the touch when I carried them over,” he says quietly.

I try to lighten the mood by joking. “Hence why you haven’t had a sip of your coffee.”

His face softens and a small lift in the corner of his lips lets me know it worked, and I watch as he opens one of the bags and takes out a cookie. Watching him chew is too mesmerizing, but I catch myself before my attraction takes over my face. I hope…

I look away to take a breath and focus on something else before I return to eating the rest of my cookie. This time, with no moaning.

“It’s a decent cookie,” he says, causing me to look back up at him as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.

“Yeah? When was the last time you ate a cookie?” I keep my gaze on his eyes and don’t let them wander. No, my mind needs to stay away from the gutter. But I’m only human, and I can’t help but sneak a glance over his body—just for a second.

A very long second…

“I can’t remember, but it’s a damn shame.”

I scrunch up my now empty cookie bag, and then hold up my hot chocolate and ask, “Should we take these upstairs?”

“What’s the rush? They aren’t leaving today. Are you trying to run away from me, T?” His playful tone makes a laugh slip out of me.

I shake my head. “No rush. I just want to meet the baby and see how Alice is.” It’s half the truth, because I really do want to see them, but I also need to get away from Alex and his effortless sex appeal.

He stands. “Fair enough. These are too hot to drink anyway, so we can carry them up.”

I raise a brow at him, surprised he is giving in to me so easily. Before I can say anything else, he continues.

“Well, maybe I should carry both, in case another accident arises.” He winks at me, causing me to laugh loudly.

“No, I’m good. There’ll be no more accidents for me.” I pick up my drink and add, “Oh, but I need to grab some new cupcakes before we go.”

“Nah, I got them already.” He reaches down beside him and lifts a box to the table. I look at the box, and then back at him, at a total loss for words. He’s a lot more thoughtful than I assumed he would be. I imagined him as a selfish and hard to talk to type of guy, but so far, he’s been the complete opposite.

“How?” I ask, confused.

“Ordered and delivered them from a bakery nearby.”

I must’ve been in the bathroom longer than I thought…

“Thanks.”

He rubs his chin like he’s pondering over something. “They’re not the same cupcakes you had.”

I shrug. Knowing I’m grateful for anything other than empty hands. ‘That’s okay. What do I owe you?” I grab my purse to pay for them.

“Don’t be silly. They’re my family too.” He shakes it off like he’s offended.

“But it’s my gift.”

“I won’t tell them if you don’t.”

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