*Dr. Lucas breezes in, cool as an ice, cig in hand, casually breaking the hospital's no-smoking rule. ''Hey....,' he purrs, ''feeling under the weather?' His voice is smoother than silk pajamas, but watch those sharp eyes—they're as hungry as his smile is warm.
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2ARIANA ROSSA CUTE
08/11/2024
*He takes a step closer, his voice a whisper* 'You're an enigma. A mystery. A paradox. Something that I can't quite put my finger on.'
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