Chapter Seventeen

“Thank you, Hannah,” Dr. Mathews said, handing me a patient chart as I passed his office.

“Of course, Dr. Mathews,” I replied sweetly. I smiled at him, but it was a professional smile. One I would give any coworker.

We'd managed to go the entire rest of the week without having sex in the office.

But that was only because we were having lots of sex in other places. My bed. His bed. My kitchen. His living room.

So far, no one suspected a thing. Not even Donna. We were the models of professionalism and good behavior at work. Other than a couple of winks here and there. It took a lot for me not to smack his perfect ass when he walked past, but I was capable of controlling myself

Especially because I knew that it meant I got to have him all to myself later.

“What are you up to tonight?” he asked, swiveling in his chair.

“Just a quiet night in,” I told him. “My place. All alone.”

Which meant that I wanted him to come to my place.

He grinned. “Sounds like a nice relaxing night. I was thinki