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I wanted him to come inside. Wanted to feel him against me. His big hands. His hot mouth. God, it had been so good between us. I’d done nothing but fantasize about it since that night. No one else could ever compare.
He swallowed hard. “You should probably keep the door closed when you change. You don’t live alone anymore.”
He closed the door between us, leaving me breathless and half hard. My cheeks burned with shame. I’d told Knight nothing could happen, and yet, at the first opportunity, my body had betrayed me.
It didn’t care about boundaries or messy living situations. I wanted more of the pleasure Knight had unlocked. Pleasure that I so rarely indulged in. It was like seeing a slice of cheesecake after dieting for nearly a year.
My mouth watered for it, even as I knew it would be bad for me.
Luckily, Knight had better willpower than I did. I took a deep breath, willing my body to calm and my pulse to slow. I buttoned my shirt and stepped into my pants, then sat on the edge of the bed to pull on my socks and shoes.
I pocketed my phone, wallet, and keys and tentatively pushed open my bedroom door. The house was still dark and quiet. The scent of coffee drifted back toward my room. The automatic coffee maker had been hard at work.
I slipped out of my bedroom and couldn’t resist glancing toward Knight’s door. It was firmly closed. There was a squeak of bedsprings, then a low groan.
I bit my bottom lip, wondering if that was the sound of a man going back to sleep or perhaps one engaged in a different morning activity. I forced myself to walk away before I could find out for sure.
I poured a mug of coffee and put a bagel in the toaster. My phone went off again. This time, it was a call, not my alarm. I saw Haley’s name pop up on my screen and answered with a smile.
“Hey, girl.”
“Aiden, today’s the day!”
I laughed a little. “I know. You must be excited.”
Haley had matched with her dream job in LA. She was going into pediatrics, and she’d landed at the Los Angeles Children’s Hospital.
“So excited! I can’t wait to get in there and start acting like a real doctor.”
“Yeah,” I said, my enthusiasm fizzling a little. “That’ll be great for you.”
There was a beat of silence. I sipped my coffee.
“Aiden, baby, you’re doing real doctoring, too. Research is hugely important in the medical field.”
I sighed. “I know. It’s just not what I thought I’d be doing. I had aplan.”
“Well, sometimes plans change.”
“No kidding.”
“Sometimes they change for thebetter,” she said. “Not everyone gets to work with Dr. Rose. She’s famous for her advances, and you know what made those advances possible, right?”
“Her amazing talent as a surgeon?”
“Research,” she deadpanned.
I rolled my eyes. Dr. Rose’s research to advance medical procedure was in a different league from meta-analysis of surgical outcomes, but Haley got points for trying.
“Okay, fine. You win. I’m excited to meet Dr. Rose.” My palms grew clammy. “I need to make a good impression.”
“You need to unclench,” Haley said. “You’ll do great. You were always the smartest guy in the room.”
“But not the smartest girl.”
“Of course not,” she said in a haughty tone. “That honor goes to me.”
“You’re going to kill it today,” I told her sincerely.
