I wake up convinced I scored with the steaming hot silver fox. Turns out, he's my new boss.
The memory of our passionate night lingers as I stumble into work, nursing a hangover.
My heart skips a beat at the sight of Landon, his silver-streaked brown hair.
His chocolate eyes framed by a crisp white coat and stethoscope.
The same hunk with washboard abs who vanished into the night after exploring every inch of me.
Now, he's the attending ER doctor, wielding authority like a weapon.
As if fate enjoys playing games, he's also my dad's best friend from college.
Just shoot me now. Unless we find ourselves alone in that supply closet again.