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own beautiful smile.
    “Then, what are you doing here?”
    “Paul— That is, my boss, Paul— He— He thought that I should get checked up. I told him— But he wouldn’t— And so here I am.” I hang my head in defeat.
    “It’s okay. It’s best if we get another look, anyway,” he says, waving me to go around the reception desk and into the private exam room area where the emergencies are seen. I feel the looks of disapproval and envy burn into me from all the people in the waiting room as I stalk over to the private entrance where Jared directed me to go, trying not to look at anyone, shame on my face.
    He opens the curtain to an exam room and makes me sit on some kind of cot.
    “I had no idea this is where you worked. I’m sorry. I know I look like a crazy stalker,” I babble as he takes the bandage off my hand.
    He chuckles. “Oh, I saw how red your face got, you had no idea you’d find me here. That’s cute, by the way.”
    “Wh— What is?” My face is not going to stop being red anytime soon, if he keeps talking to me that way.
    “You. Blushing. It’s a rare occurrence nowadays, gotta enjoy a blushing girl.”
    I wince as he presses a little on my wounds.
    “You’re healing fine,” he says, keeping my hand in his. “No sign of infection. I don’t think you’ll need a shot after all.”
    “I’m going to need that written down. My boss won’t be happy until I can show him that I am not going to turn into a zombie or something.”
    “Well, I can’t promise that . But nothing is going to fall off this week, at least.”
    I swat him playfully, and inch toward the edge of the cot to get up.
    “Wait a minute, I need to examine your knees as well,” he orders, pushing me back with a firm hand on my shoulder.
    Jared slowly lifts my skirt to uncover my knees, and it’s all I can do to refrain from gasping. His hand hikes up to mid thigh, looking me straight in the eye, and it’s so erotic I feel I’m going to combust right there.
    With his other hand, he lifts my leg a little, his strong fingers touching delicately the sensitive skin behind the knees. He caresses me softly there with the tip of his fingers until he finds the tail end of the bandage.
    I let a loud sigh slip through my lips, and at once feel ashamed that I’m enjoying this so much. I bet they heard that sigh from the other wing of the hospital. Maybe at the other side of town. Way to go, Paige, you’re going to go straight to jail for disorderly sexual conduct!
    Jared takes the bandage off, very slowly, his eyes now lingering on my knees and thighs, and isn’t it very warm in there? I’m having a hard time breathing now.
    “Your pretty legs are in good shape,” he says. “You’re healing just fine. Just don’t do any Cinderella work for a week.”
    “Cinderella?” I wonder.
    “Yeah, you know… Washing the floor on your knees, scrubbing the fireplace with your bare hands. That kind of Cinderelling.”
    We stare at each other smiling for half a minute, in a comfortable silence. I keep thinking that I like him—he’s intelligent, an almost-doctor, but he’s also pretty funny, and drop dead gorgeous—and I am amazed at the fact that he seems to like me too. What does he see in me?
    Probably the same thing you see in him.
    Okay, that’s it. I’m at the hospital, maybe I should get some kind of consultation about that voice I’m hearing. I—
    “Does this mean you’ve had enough of me for today, or do you still want to see me tonight?” Jared says, bending a little, all of a sudden his mouth a few inches from mine.
    “I— I—“
    “Because I really want to see you tonight… And I’m not sure I can accept a no… if that’s your answer,” he says. “I’m going to have to insist.”
    “I do want to see you again tonight. Without any kind of doubt.”
    Jared comes even closer, and his mouth brushes against mine. “I swear you won’t regret this.” His hand reaches behind my neck with care, and he