His smile spreads wider. Fuck, he has dimples.
“Jaxon. You can call me Jaxon, unless you’d prefer Dr. Sexy.”
I drop my debit card, cursing myself for being so flustered by this beautiful man.Come on now!?I’ve been around plenty of them.But when was the last time one was single or inside you?We both crouch at the same time to grab it, butting heads in the process.
“Ouch! Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry.”
“Are you okay?” he blurts out at the same time. We both chuckle as we stand back up. “I’m so sorry.” He looks at my forehead, the doctor in him automatically seeking out any injury.
“I’m okay.”
An orderly rushes around the corner with an empty gurney, giving us a whole two seconds of warning. Shit! I’m going to be pancaked by a gurney. Can this day get any more embarrassing? Suddenly, I’m pushed into a dark linen closet, crowded closely by a wall of pure pink muscle.
“Damn, that was close. My heart is pounding.”
“Um,” I answer, a little breathless.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t squish you, did I?” He makes no attempt to pull away but reaches for my face, looking back up at my head like he thinks he actually hit me hard enough earlier to rattle my brain.
“I’m okay, I just um–” He’s so close, I can’t think straight. There’s a faint hint of cologne near that distracting notch where his collar bones meet. His eyes lower to mine, then my lips, then back up again.
“Just um–what?” His head tilts just a little lower. Oh, hot damn. I really can’t think. “Distracted.”
The corner of his mouth quirks, then the smile settles slowly back on his lips. My answer didn’t make sense, did it? Shit. What did I say?
“What’s got you so distracted?” He lowers another half inch, his eyes continuing to bounce back and forth between mine. This man is lethal. We just met, and fuck, this is not like me! I’ve always got a witty comeback. Something damn it! Here I am, in a closet, pressed up against a hard wall of man that I justmet literally a half hour ago tops,but damn it feels so good. My eyes travel to his upturned lips, then dart up to his eyes.
“Fuck it,” he mutters, pulling me closer to him, obliterating the space between us and crushing his lips to mine.
Well, that took an unexpected turn.
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Jaxon
What the heck am I doing?Hell, her lips are so soft, I don’t even care. I let my mind go blank, pushing away all the thoughts telling me this isn’t like me–and just attempt to feel. Call it sleep deprivation. It’s been so long since I’ve just done something without thinking, and I’m digging the dangerous electricity racing just below the surface of my skin.
Holly stiffens for a mere second before her lips melt back against mine, her breasts pressing oh-so-gently against my chest. My touch-starved body does an internal jig as a mix of our aroused moans fills the air. Her mouth pulls back a mere millimeter, just enough for her to bite down on that juicy lip, but I’m not done, so I lean in, chasing it, pulling it back in between my own. She lets out a soft groan, her lips becoming more pliant, parting more for my tongue to sweep in. This is madness, and I’m here for it. Holly’s fingers cup my stubbled cheeks before raking through my hair.
I pull away with a gasp.
“I had the best of intentions of asking you on a date first,” I pant out raggedly as she dives back in to claim my lips. She’s reduced me to a puddle of testosterone. I pull her body closer,savoring the feeling of a warm woman pressed against me. “Mmmmm…”
She pulls away with a breathy gasp of her own.
“I’ll still expect that date.” She grins, the naughty tilt at the corner of her mouth enticing me further.
“You got it.” I don’t hold back, grabbing her face between both palms so I can explore every inch of her glorious,mmm, minty mouth.
My pager buzzes in between us, and I mutter a soft curse as I pull back my lips a fraction of a second. It stops, and I suck her bottom lip back in my mouth for a tantalizing pull, cursing louder between my teeth and around that plump skin when I hear the overhead system call my name. I release her lip with a pop, loving the dazed look in her eyes and the way her breasts heave and strain against her top. With an absurd amount of reluctance, I pull the pager from the clip at my belt to look at the room number.
“Hold that thought. It might be baby time…” I smile with a promise of later shenanigans, pecking her lips once more before pulling away. “See you soon.” I wink at her as I run my fingers through my hair to tame it and slip out of the closet.
I notice the blonde that had been with Holly– Brynleigh I think–on the phone, chatting excitedly a few feet away from the nurse’s station. She widens her smile toward me in acknowledgement before her eyes drift behind me and her brows pinch together in question. I glance behind me and notice Holly sneaking out of the closet. I smirk and turn my head back to see Brynleigh staring at me again.Busted.An amused expression flitters across her face for only a second before she jumps animatedly back into her conversation with someone named Colin, if I heard correctly.
“Oh good! You’re here!” Annie, Jane’s nurse, grins from the doorway of Jane’s room. “It went fast! It’s about time.” I grin,knowing that within the hour I’ll get to help usher a new life into this crazy world.
Stepping into the room, I walk over to the sink to wash my hands, assessing everything my team has been doing to prepare for this moment. Jane is doing amazing. It never ceases to amaze me what a woman’s body is capable of enduring. I take in Jane in all her glory. She’s bracing against the bed on her hands and knees, blowing out her breaths through a hard contraction. She may be sweating her butt off in nothing but a sports bra and a sheet, but she’s stunning. She’s the epitome of strength, and you can see just how much her husband adores her in this moment. She might be considering breaking his hand, but he’s staying strong for her, whispering how proud he is of her and that it’s almost time to meet their little girl. Tears cloud Jane’s eyes as he kisses her forehead.