"You really mean that, don't you?"
"Of course, Doctor."
Her meek tone made him want to smile and fuck her at the same time.
"Does it turn you on? Me being a doctor in real life?"
"Um..."
It was that tone of hers again. The one that told him she was feeling shy and aroused at the same time, and it would've made him smile if not for his own body aching painfully with arousal.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
His gaze swerved towards the GPS device on the dashboard.
Ten minutes.
It would take ten minutes before he saw her again.
Ten minutes before he could touch her once more and hear his Temptation moan as he made her cum.
Ten fucking minutes.
Who knew ten minutes could feel this fucking long?
Fifteen
SFI's app leads meto a paid parking lot just a few blocks away from my college, and I can only shake my head when I see a big, black, badass-looking van rumbling in wait at Slot #15A.
I've tried to imagine what a man like Dr. Somebody would be driving, but never did it cross my mind that he could be driving a private freaking ambulance.
The automated doors slowly slide open, and my breath catches as soon as I see Dr. Somebody. He's in scrubs again, but this time I'm thinking it's his actual scrubs since they're a perfect fit.
Unfortunately.
He offers a hand to help me up, and my heart skips a beat as his fingers tighten around mine.