I shake that thought free because surely her behavior is all injury-induced.
When I finish, I tell her so, and she beams up at me. Maggie cuddles Kip closer, and I’m hit with her scent. She smells of lavender, the fresh kind with notes of vanilla and some sort of spice.
Fucking addictive is what she is.
“That was easy peasy.”
“You did so well,” I say as I set down my instruments. “Best patient ever.”
Her lips curve in almost a smirk at my praise, and of course, my horny mind wonders what it’d be like to tell her how good she takes my cock between those plush lips of hers and down that slender neck. I’d hold her right below her chin, just to feel myself pumping into that naughty little mouth.
And now I’m blushing like a teenager caught watching porn.
What. Is. Wrong. With. Me?
“You’re a great doctor, Dr. Aldridge.”
Yeah, Aldridge, you’re a fucking doctor. Act like it.
But apparently, I’m ignoring my inner self.
“Dermot,” I correct as I look over at her from where I’m taking off my gloves. “You can call me Dermot.”
That smirk of hers is dangerous. Not only does it take up her whole face, but her cheeks shine pink and her eyes are playful. When she smiles… Fuck, I only want to make her smile.
For me.
She’s just so beautiful.
“Dermot.”
The way she says my name should absolutely be illegal. She enunciates each syllable and holds my gaze while she does it. Her voice is low, not a whisper, but still, it feels as if she’s saying it just for me. It doesn’t matter that my dog is up under her chin or that her mom and Tenille are in the room. No. Her lips moving, the sounds leaving her mouth as her tongue hits the back of her teeth…all it does is make me wonder what she’d sound like screaming my name, crying it, whispering it, and moaning it.
Yup. I’m fucked.
five
. . .
Maggie
“Girl.”
“I know,” I squeal.
“He is, like, next-level hot.”
“I know!” I giggle, kicking my feet, nearly knocking the phone off the couch. “I would have said it was the head injury, but I mean, he was doing that thing where a guy’s eyes fall to your lips.”
“Oh my God, yes! Did you bite your bottom lip?”
“Hell yes, I did!”
“Yes, girl. What did he do?”
“He blushed.” I giggle again, wiggling like a loon. “He listened so intently and was so careful. If I had known all I had to do to get his attention was get knocked out by a cock, I would have done that sooner.”
“And you thought the cock failed you.”
