Page 21 of Grumpy Bossy Doctor

"You're right," he said as he held my hips and pulled me close.

I placed my hand against his chest to offer a little distance between us. His nose lowered on my neck, and I could feel his breath against my skin. The heat from his nostrils heated me up. My fingers gripped his clothes, almost wrinkling them, but neither of us cared.

"You smell so good," he said. "Although there's a little sweat…but I find it appealing as well."

He let me go, but I was still clinging to his clothes.

"You can let me go now," he said with a chuckle.

"Y-yeah. I'm sorry," I apologized and let him go.

"Go get changed," he instructed. "The cleaners will lock the door once you're done."

"You don't have any valuables in the office?" I asked.

"Most of the patients records that require privacy are all on my phone. So no problems there," he replied.

"Quite the cautious one," I remarked.

"It doesn't hurt to be a little bit careful," he said as he opened the door. "See you tomorrow, Natasha."

"Alright, tomorrow…Ian," I replied, and he closed the door behind him.

I touched my neck where he had inhaled, then shuddered. It was still strange. Why would he give in that easily? Most of the rumors, even what I heard in the hospital, seemed to paint him as the kind of man who wasn't even interested in women.

So why…never mind. I made a mental note to start changing in my own office.

*****

I went home and changed into a dinner dress. I decided not to go overboard. Ethan had mentioned dinner at a restaurant close by - a four star venue, but he claimed the meals there deserved five. While I dressed, I couldn't help thinking about Ian. As I brushed my hair, it felt like his hands were still holding mine. It felt like he was still holding my hips too. And my neck still burned.

I couldn't see Ethan like this. My mind completely taken by another man - his brother even. The sound of my doorbell broke my thoughts. I quickly put on my earrings and went to answer the door. Ethan stood there in a tux, without a tie. His messy sexy hair stood out properly tonight, and he had a look like he was out for hunting and I was the main prize for dinner. In that moment, I forgot about Ian.

"Can I hug you?" I asked.

"For being early? Sure," he said as he opened his arms.

I hugged him and took in the scent. It had been replaced with a mild citrus scent - yet another manly fragrance that earned him a nod of approval.

"You look and smell wonderful by the way," he said as he embraced me even tighter.

It wasn't as possessive as how Ian held me, but I loved it.

"Thank you so much," I said as I broke the embrace. "Let me get my purse."

I retreated into the house and got my things.

"Shall we go?"

"Indeed we shall," he replied and motioned to the sports car. "Your chariot awaits."

"Such a wonderful steed," I said.

"The Lamborghini loves to call itself a bull," he said with pride.

"A wonderful bull then," I smiled.

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