Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
And when he had finally met Temptation, a part of him had cynically assumed the girl would be even worse, considering her age and inexperience. He had expected her to text or call him endlessly. Maybe even make him choose between her and his work, like Ilona had the first time he had to cancel on her.
Temptation, however, had done none of those.
Although it had taken him a while to believe he was indeed what he claimed to be, she had shooed him away as soon as she realized he wasn't lying, and upon learning that the operation he would be performing could take hours, Temptation had also told him quite seriously that she would pray for him and his patient.
He and Ilona had dated for three years, but not once had the heiress uttered anything similar, and that was why, even though he and Temptation had only known each other for over a week,
Adam was absolutely sure he had finally found a rose of his own.
And speaking of said rose...
Hello, Dr. Somebody.
Your patient has requested for urgent treatment.
Do you accept?
Joelle glanced up when the door to her cousin's consultation room burst open.
"Call me if anything's up," Adam told her. "I'll be back in an hour or so."
She wrinkled her nose at him. "I hate that look."
"What look?"
Joelle pointed at his face. "That look you've been sporting since yesterday. The one that says I'm-on-top-of-the-effing-world-because-I've-found-a-girl-who-actually-understands-what-doctors-do."
"I see." Adam rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. "I think this look is also called I-don't-give-a-damn."
His cousin groaned. "I can't take it anymore. You're so gross when you're this hap—-"
Adam pulled the door shut behind him, and just like that, he could no longer hear his cousin's rants.
Bliss.
He was already behind the wheel when his phone started ringing, and Adam switched to loudspeaker before answering the call.
"Dr. Somebody?"
It was Temptation, of course, and her voice just kept sounding more fuckable every time they talked.
"Hello, Temptation."
"You know I didn't really ask for treatment, right?"
Adam nearly smiled. "I understand how the app works, yes." SFI was all about reinforcing their chosen fantasy, which was why its AI program was designed to come up with new "encounters" for clients to enjoy.
"Um..."
The note of uncertainty in her voice immediately caught his attention. "What's wrong?"
"When I saw the notification from the app, I didn't think twice about saying yes."
"Neither did I, if that's what you're worried about?"
"It's not that."
His brows pulled together in a frown. "Then..."
"I just realized I should have cleared it with you first," Temptation says in a rush. "Now that I know what you do in real life, I just want you to know you're free to cancel on me anytime, and I totally won't mind. At all. Or ever."
Ah.
"I would never want to intrude—-"
"I wouldn't let you even if you wanted to."
The words seemed to startle a laugh out of her. "Then I guess I worried for nothing."
"You did."
"I'm glad."
Adam's grip tightened around the steering wheel. His work was the one and only thing women hated about him, and yet Temptation was acting like his work was the hottest thing about him instead.
"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 me to 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.
The door slides close behind me as I join him inside, and I can feel him devouring me with his gaze.
"Hello again, Temptation."
God, I love his accent.
"Hello, Doctor." I don't even have to fake being breathless as I speak, since that's what he does to me without even trying.
"I received additional notes about your case just a couple of minutes ago."