All Chapters of Anything For You: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor made Freya's eyes ache as she slumped onto a chair in the staff break room. She'd been on her feet for five hours straight, dealing with everything from a kid who'd shoved a Lego up his nose to a drunk who'd managed to dislocate his own shoulder while attempting to recreate a TikTok dance.Her phone buzzed in her pocket. Freya fished it out, expecting another text from Emily demanding more gossip. Instead, her heart did a little flip when she saw Dan's name on the screen.Dan: Enjoyed our lunch, Doctor Anderson. Counting down the days until Wednesday. Hope you're not stitching up too many idiots tonight.A grin spread across Freya's face as she typed her reply.Freya: The night is you

Freya shovelled a forkful of noodles into her mouth, savouring the burst of flavours. "Mmm, this is exactly what I needed," she mumbled around her food, not caring about table manners. She swallowed and gestured at the TV with her fork. "What are we watching anyway?"Dan flicked through channels, settling on some mindless reality show. "How's this for brain-numbing entertainment?""Perfect," Freya chuckled, leaning back into the couch cushions. She felt the tension in her shoulders start to loosen. "You know, when I pictured our date tonight, I didn't exactly imagine this.""Oh?" Dan raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "And what did you imagine, Doctor Anderson?"Freya rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide her grin. "I don't know, maybe something a bit more... p

Freya led Dan to her bedroom, her heart pounding. She grabbed an oversized t-shirt from her dresser, acutely aware of Dan's eyes on her."I'll just..." she gestured vaguely towards the bathroom.Dan nodded, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Take your time, Doc."In the bathroom, Freya quickly shed her shorts and hoodie, pulling the t-shirt over her head. She stared at her reflection, taking a deep breath. "Get it together, Anderson," she muttered.When she emerged, Dan was already in bed, his clothes neatly folded on a chair. The sight of his bare chest made her breath catch."You gonna stand there all night?" Dan teased, lifting the covers invitingly.Freya rolled her eyes, try

The ER doors hissed open as Freya stumbled out, her scrubs spattered with an array of bodily fluids she'd rather not contemplate. She leaned against the cool brick wall, fishing her phone from her pocket."Fucking hell," she muttered, seeing the time. 9:12 PM. Her shift had stretched well past its scheduled end, as usual.Her fingers flew across the screen, composing a text to Dan:Freya: Just escaped. Unbelievably long day. Lost count of the idiots. Then another bloody car accident. Ready to pass out.She hit send, then closed her eyes, inhaling the crisp night air. It was a stark contrast to the antiseptic tang of the ER.Her phone buzzed.Dan:

His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and dip. He cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples as she gasped."Fuck, you're gorgeous," Dan murmured, his voice rough with desire.Freya turned in his arms, pressing her back against his chest. "Less talking, more action, Sergeant," she commanded, guiding one of his hands lower.Dan chuckled, his fingers dipping between her thighs. "Yes, ma'am," he quipped, circling her clit with practiced precision.Freya's head fell back against his shoulder, her breath coming in short pants. "God, Dan," she moaned, her hips rocking against his hand.He held her close, his free hand roaming her body as he worked her towards the edge. The hot water pounded against them, adding