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Sejal was so shocked she couldn’t speak for a few seconds. “Is that what you’ve been hiding? Why you’ve been so tired the past few months?” More than once after a mind-blowing Friday night scene he’d collapsed in bed beside her, using her breasts or stomach as a pillow, and slept for hours, waking only to slide between her legs and fuck her slowly and softly before cuddling her and going back to sleep.
He nodded sheepishly. “It’s a lot of reading. There are people in my program with families and jobs and I’m barely managing it and I don’t do anything but go to school and see you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because if I fuck up and fail, or get bored and quit, I didn’t want you to know.”
Sejal looked at him, still struggling with the disconnect caused by seeing the man whom she knelt for and allowed to do dark delicious things to her body every other weekend in a place where she was powerful.
“Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?” she asked.
He stopped fidgeting, looking at her with the sharp focus he used during a scene. “Like on a date? A vanilla date, I mean.”
“Yes.” Sejal raised her chin. “I’m asking you out on a date.”
He leaned forward. “Why now?”
“You were already annoyingly perceptive before. Are you going to get worse as your program progresses?”
He grinned. “Probably.”
“Very well. I’m not sure why. Maybe I just feel more confident asking you out when I’m here.”
“Because you’re one of their star surgeons, or because you’re not feeling…”
He didn’t finish the sentence, but she knew what he was getting at.
“The latter more than the former. There are many excellent surgeons here.”
“There’s a twenty foot tall banner with your picture on it in the lobby.”
“Yes, that is a bit off-putting.”
“No. It means you’re amazing.”
Something in the way he said it made her heart sink. “Then you won’t go on a date with me.”
“I would love nothing more than to go on a date with you. At...” He looked around, lowered his voice. “At Las Palmas, we’re perfect together. The past year has been the best ever. I’ve thought about asking you out a million times, but you’re forgetting that we don’t match. Not out here in the real world.”
“Why do you always say that?”
“Because we don’t. We don’t make sense. You deserve—”
“—Better. You’ve said that before. Maybe once or twice.” Sejal raised her chin and tried to stare him down, but even sitting he was taller than her. “I don’t agree with that. And even if I did, even if it was objectively true, which you can’t prove, I want you.”
He smiled. “And I want you. Always. I’ve been wondering since I started here if I’d ever see you. It’s a big place, so I knew it wasn’t likely, but I kept hoping.”
That was sweet, but she wouldn’t be distracted. “Cortland Heskins-Dowell, I’m in love with you.”
He sat back and stared at her.
“I understand that you don’t have those same feelings for me, but nonetheless I’m asking you out on a date.”
“You…love me.”
“Yes.”
“But I’m—”
“If you say useless or not good enough, I will commit an act of violence, drag you to the OR, repair you, and then commit a second act of violence.”
“Holy crap, doctor you is kind of scary. It’s hot.”
Sejal sputtered out a laugh.
“Yes,” he said. “Yes, I’ll go out on a date with you.”
“Good.” She checked her watch. “I have to go. I will see you this evening.”
He let her get ten feet away before he called out, “Doctor Barsar?”
She stopped and turned. He was standing by their table, his phone in his hand.
“I’m wildly, desperately in love with you too.”
Her phone, in her coat pocket, beeped. She pulled it out and read the message.
Loving you won’t stop me whipping you this weekend. Or taking a wooden paddle to your ass. Ah, I do like the letter W. ~Master.
Sejal’s pussy throbbed, her nipples tightened inside her bra, and for the first time in her career she considered doing something inappropriate.
She turned her back on Cort and started towards the stairs, typing as she walked.
There’s a private surgical on-call room on the 8th floor. Room 8019. Meet me there in five minutes.
About the Author
Lila Dubois is a multi-published, bestselling author of erotic, paranormal and fantasy romance. Her books have been nominated for many awards including RT Book Reviews Erotic Novella for Undone Rebel and the Golden Flogger. Having spent extensive time in France, Egypt, Turkey, Ireland and England Lila speaks five languages, none of them (including English) fluently. Lila lives in California with her own Irish Farm Boy and loves receiving email from readers, though she is slow to respond since she recently created a tiny human. Can books featuring secret baby plots be far behind?
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Also by L. DuBois
Masters’ Admiralty
Treachery’s Devotion
The Trinity Masters, Erotic Ménage Romance written with New York Times bestselling author Mari Carr
Elemental Pleasure
Primal Passion
Scorching Desire
After Burn (free short story)
Forbidden Legacy
Hidden Devotion
Elegant Seduction
Secret Scandal
Delicate Ties
Beloved Sacrifice
The Trinity Masters: Volumes 1-4
BDSM Checklist, BDSM Erotic Romance
A is for…
B is for…
C is for…
D is for…
E is for…
F is for…
Undone Lovers, BDSM Erotic Romance
Undone Rebel
Undone Dom
Undone Diva
Standalone BDSM Erotic Romance
Betrayed by Love
Dangerous Lust
Red Ribbon
The Glenncailty Ghosts, Modern Gothic Romance
Redemption
Lovers
Ghosts
Bones
Monsters in Hollywood, Paranormal Romance
Dial M for Monster
My Fair Monster
Gone with the Monster
Have Monster, Will Travel
A Monster and a Gentleman
The Last of the Monsters
Standalone Paranormal Romance
Briar Rose
Calling the Wild
Kitsune
Sealed with a Kiss
Standalone Shifter Romance
His Wolf Heart
Savage Satisfaction
Zinahs, Fantasy Romance
Forbidden
Savage
Bound
Boxsets
The Trinity Masters: Volumes 1-4