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Authors: Emily Embree
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nice—it sounded great but—
“You doubt your abilities,” Jerry grinned.
I wasn't sure if he was trying to get a rise out of me, but I wasn't taking
the bait. “I just don't know if I have the right experience, Jerry...” I was
surprised Dr. Harris had recommended me. He had always said I was his
most promising student—that I could handle anything, and his offer to
backstop me was nice—and I was sure If I took this, I would be taking
him up on that—but in my firm opinion, my former professor may have
had too much confidence in me.
“Tell you what, how about you go meet him—talk to him a little, and
then if you still want to turn me down, then fine...”
Biting back a huge gulp of anxiety, I waited for my head to stop
spinning. “I'll meet him. But I'm not promising anything...”
“Great. I'll give you some of the details, then have Mike take you to
the quarterback meeting room. I have already told them to expect you.
You can meet with him in private there until we set up an office for you.”
“An office?”
“Well, I can't have him drive across town for his sessions, and besides,
I want to keep this private. We have plenty space here in our facilities.
So...”
. . .
Biting my lip, I fiddled with my long auburn colored hair, pushing it
over my shoulders before nodding to the Shark assistant who had brought
me down to quarterback meeting room. He opened to door and ushered me
in.
“Bobby McRann, this is Doctor Ramsey,” Mike the assistant
introduced us, before closing the door to make a quick departure.
Apparently, he had other places to be.
My heart stopped in my chest as my breath caught in my throat. For a
moment, it was all I could do but stand there and drool on my silk blouse,
stunned. This man—this gorgeous hunk, this sexy god of a man offering
me his hand—was only wearing a white T-shirt dotted with drips of water
and a towel to cover his waist. He had movie star good looks with piercing green eyes and curly black hair cropped short to his head. His
face was impossibly handsome with chiseled cheekbones, and a jaw made
of granite. His lips drew my most of my attention, looking eminently
kissable.
Did I just say eminently? What was I thinking here? I tried to shake
my mind clear and focus, but my eyes kept feasting on his face thinking
all kinds of naughty thoughts my body was entirely too ready to act upon.
I tried to pull my eyes off of his face, but they immediately shot down
to his waist, noticing how inviting that towel looked and wondering what
hid behind it. Nothing small, I was sure.
“Sorry,” he grinned like a lion, seemingly knowing what I was
thinking. “I barely had time to take a shower after practice to get here, and
some of the guys thought it would be funny to take my clothes. Childish
pranks,” Bobby sighed, his face trying to frown into an apology, but it
wasn't working, at least not for me.
As far as I was concerned, he had nothing to apologize for, but if he
felt like trying—removing that wet shirt would be a start. His chest had to
be amazing underneath there...
Megan! Get control of yourself, girl. Remember. Doctor—patient
relations!
Oh yes , I felt this sudden shooting warmth of desire kick off in my
loins and jump up into the rest of my body. My knees went weak as
tremors of excitement coursed through my legs. My face erupted into this
burning blush and I looked deeply into those green eyes of his. Doctor—
patient, right! Let's play Doctor. I'm up for it.
“Can I get you something, a water? You look rather flush,” he grinned
that lions grin again and I just lost it.
Before I could think, I rushed to him, grabbing his head in my hands
and thrusting my lips on his. Our lips parted, and for a brief ecstatic
moment, our tongues intertwined in a spark of fire that sent my burning
lust spiraling out of control.
Then he pushed me way, his eyes going wide with shock while my
heart cried out in sudden
“You doubt your abilities,” Jerry grinned.
I wasn't sure if he was trying to get a rise out of me, but I wasn't taking
the bait. “I just don't know if I have the right experience, Jerry...” I was
surprised Dr. Harris had recommended me. He had always said I was his
most promising student—that I could handle anything, and his offer to
backstop me was nice—and I was sure If I took this, I would be taking
him up on that—but in my firm opinion, my former professor may have
had too much confidence in me.
“Tell you what, how about you go meet him—talk to him a little, and
then if you still want to turn me down, then fine...”
Biting back a huge gulp of anxiety, I waited for my head to stop
spinning. “I'll meet him. But I'm not promising anything...”
“Great. I'll give you some of the details, then have Mike take you to
the quarterback meeting room. I have already told them to expect you.
You can meet with him in private there until we set up an office for you.”
“An office?”
“Well, I can't have him drive across town for his sessions, and besides,
I want to keep this private. We have plenty space here in our facilities.
So...”
. . .
Biting my lip, I fiddled with my long auburn colored hair, pushing it
over my shoulders before nodding to the Shark assistant who had brought
me down to quarterback meeting room. He opened to door and ushered me
in.
“Bobby McRann, this is Doctor Ramsey,” Mike the assistant
introduced us, before closing the door to make a quick departure.
Apparently, he had other places to be.
My heart stopped in my chest as my breath caught in my throat. For a
moment, it was all I could do but stand there and drool on my silk blouse,
stunned. This man—this gorgeous hunk, this sexy god of a man offering
me his hand—was only wearing a white T-shirt dotted with drips of water
and a towel to cover his waist. He had movie star good looks with piercing green eyes and curly black hair cropped short to his head. His
face was impossibly handsome with chiseled cheekbones, and a jaw made
of granite. His lips drew my most of my attention, looking eminently
kissable.
Did I just say eminently? What was I thinking here? I tried to shake
my mind clear and focus, but my eyes kept feasting on his face thinking
all kinds of naughty thoughts my body was entirely too ready to act upon.
I tried to pull my eyes off of his face, but they immediately shot down
to his waist, noticing how inviting that towel looked and wondering what
hid behind it. Nothing small, I was sure.
“Sorry,” he grinned like a lion, seemingly knowing what I was
thinking. “I barely had time to take a shower after practice to get here, and
some of the guys thought it would be funny to take my clothes. Childish
pranks,” Bobby sighed, his face trying to frown into an apology, but it
wasn't working, at least not for me.
As far as I was concerned, he had nothing to apologize for, but if he
felt like trying—removing that wet shirt would be a start. His chest had to
be amazing underneath there...
Megan! Get control of yourself, girl. Remember. Doctor—patient
relations!
Oh yes , I felt this sudden shooting warmth of desire kick off in my
loins and jump up into the rest of my body. My knees went weak as
tremors of excitement coursed through my legs. My face erupted into this
burning blush and I looked deeply into those green eyes of his. Doctor—
patient, right! Let's play Doctor. I'm up for it.
“Can I get you something, a water? You look rather flush,” he grinned
that lions grin again and I just lost it.
Before I could think, I rushed to him, grabbing his head in my hands
and thrusting my lips on his. Our lips parted, and for a brief ecstatic
moment, our tongues intertwined in a spark of fire that sent my burning
lust spiraling out of control.
Then he pushed me way, his eyes going wide with shock while my
heart cried out in sudden
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