Romance with the doctor.
I hope I don't fail.
The next morning, I open my tired eyes as I try to look for the doctor. And as always, he's not in bed next to me. So, resigned, I grab a robe and go out to have some coffee before going to work.
When I arrived in the living room, I saw that he was sitting in one of the dining room chairs, wearing his red boxers and a white sleeveless t-shirt.
“Doctor Dustin?” I whispered, surprised to see him there.
“Wow, he sleeps too much!” He murmured with his perfect magazine-man demeanor. “I guess sex is like an exercise for you,” he said as he passed a needle through the fabric of the dress that Abby had torn.
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