I smiled. “Really?”
“Yeah. And don’t get me started on that ring. He must have the tiniest little baby penis.”
I nodded. “I know, right?” Dr. Lyons totally got me.
“You’re better off without him. But I understand that it still hurts seeing him be happy. You wanna know what the best medicine is, though?”
“What?”
“This bread pudding. I should warn you though…if you don’t start eating it soon, I’m gonna eat it for you.”
“Don’t you dare.” I ate a huge forkful and let out an orgasmic moan.Awkward.But when I stole a sideways glance at him, he wasn’t looking at me like he thought the noise was awkward. He was staring at me like he wanted me to do it again. I tried to hide my smile.
“So what episode are we on?” he asked.
“Uh…the one where Chuck is with the prostitutes.”
“That literally gives me no information. That’s pretty much every episode.”
I laughed. “I know. And before we watch, you have to promise you won’t tell me who Gossip Girl is.”
“It’s all over the internet…”
“I’ve been avoiding spoilers. Promise you won’t tell.”
He smiled at me. “I promise.”
Something about the way he said it made me believe I could trust him with anything. Which made sense. He was a doctor. I could already trust him with my life.
We watched the rest of the episode and finished our dessert. And then we watched another. And another. Into the wee hours of the morning. Somewhere along the way his arm had wrapped around my shoulders. I had no real desire to move. Ever.
“Well, I should probably get going,” he finally said.
The clock read 3:53. In the morning.Geez. “You can crash on the couch if you want.” I tried not to wince at my own words. I should have been sexier. Like…come to my bed you sexy man-beast.Gross.I was bad at being sexy.
He shook his head. “I don’t want to impose. I’ve probably already overstayed my welcome.”
“Not at all. This was perfect.”
“I had fun too. Maybe we can do it again sometime?”
“Going on a date…or watching Gossip Girl?”
“I was talking about the date,” he said. “But I’d be down for more Gossip Girl too. My schedule is a little crazy this week, but how about I text you?”
I couldn’t hide the huge smile on my face even if I’d tried. “Sure.” We exchanged numbers and then I walked him to the door. There was an awkward pause as he stood in the open door.Do we hug? Or kiss? Or shake hands?
He locked eyes with me and leaned in.He’s going to kiss me!I closed my eyes and let it happen. It was everything I’d needed. He gave me a few pecks and then nipped at my lower lip. I moaned and flicked my tongue against his lips. They tasted like his raspberry bread pudding.Yum.
The sound of footsteps ended our kiss far too soon. I pulled back and opened my eyes. Homeless Rutherford was sashaying down the hallway without a care in the world.Stupid cockblocker!
Dr. Lyons looked amused by his presence. He gave me a look that saidwho the hell is that weirdo?
“I’ll explain later,” I said with a laugh.
“Deal. Thanks again, Ash. Tonight was really great.” He gave me one more peck and then turned to go.
“Until next time,” I said. And then I winked and aimed some finger guns at him.What in the ever-living hell is wrong with me?I slammed the door so I couldn’t see his reaction. But I’m pretty sure I heard him laugh. Which left such a big smile on my face too.
