call her tomorrow. I don’t want to deal with her today.
Checking in with Drew, “Hey Drew, feel free to call me this evening. I am just getting to my messages, having been in the O.R. today with Dr. Brooks. All is going exceptionally well. I am forwarding the restaurant info to you by text and will pick you up at the airport. Call me!”
“I’m sorry, Alexandra, I didn’t think about putting your phone on to charge. I had other things on the brain!”
“It’s okay. He is used to not getting us when we are in the O.R. all day. Sometimes we don’t have reception, other times it is just as convenient to play like we don’t.” and then, all of a sudden, we started to laugh again.
“Girl, you are definitely showing me you have a devilish side. Must be the red hair?” He looked over and winked as he took a piece of my hair and twirled it for a second before taking his eyes back to the road.
Coop left messages and texts that he was doing a modeling test shoot, until late in the evening. This was perfect timing for Grayson and I to spend time alone. A chance to get comfortable or at least, try to again.
“Alexandra, I am going to run home and grab a quick shower and will be back in 30 minutes. Are you good here for a few minutes without me?”
“It will be painful, Doc, but I think I can muster some energy to get a shower of my own and get the wine open to breath. Take my keys and let yourself back in.”
I opened the wine, put my iPod on the intercom, and picked out another favorite playlist. Walking into the bedroom I could hear Fall Again come on. I love this song, such a soulful pleading about falling in love again. The words took me to a sweet place. I was deep in thought in my bathroom trying to get my hair to pretend to play along, when I heard Grayson call out from the kitchen.
“Alexandra, you aren’t going to the opera, so get your comfy clothes on and get your butt out here!”
Walking out to greet him, “Why doc, that sounded almost like a threat!” smirking at him. Handing me a glass of wine, he made a toast to starting over and like déjà vu; Start All Over Again began playing over the intercom. Of course, he took me for a short twirl around the kitchen. He is a great dancer, very strong arms and very smooth form. I enjoy dancing with him, it puts us so close together, and as we take the steps in unison, it feels like we are one. All of a sudden he stops.
Covering my mouth with his glorious red lips, he kisses me and plays with my hair, nibbling my neck, my ears until I become breathless. He lips taste so good, lingering with wine. I just want to drink him in. All of him!
He pulls away from me teasing me, “There will be plenty of time for more of that, Red, but I am starving. My alter ego is grumpy when I don’t eat,” he says with a gruff laugh. As he turned to walk outside, he looked back at me and winked. Suddenly, I had goose bumps on my skin tingling with anticipation.
He prepared the grill outside while I got the fish prepped. As he grilled the fish and veggies, I mixed up a side salad and got the flatbread ready to grill. We had prepared a yummy feast to enjoy while sitting on pillows around the coffee table, with beautiful music playing in the background. We enjoyed sharing food and conversation. Having a man feed me bites of food was a first for me. I found it to be sensual, erotic even. We were chatting about his days in the military and his travels, his love of Europe and how he would like to show me that part of the world.
“What made you choose the Army route, Grayson?” I was curious. He seemed too refined to be in the military. However, in his scrubs I noticed that he had tattoos. I was curious about them, but would wait to ask about the stories behind the ink.
“My dad was in the Army and got a chance to see the world and do things for people in need. Through the Army’s eyes, you see so much, both good and bad, that you can’t appreciate any other way. I got
Checking in with Drew, “Hey Drew, feel free to call me this evening. I am just getting to my messages, having been in the O.R. today with Dr. Brooks. All is going exceptionally well. I am forwarding the restaurant info to you by text and will pick you up at the airport. Call me!”
“I’m sorry, Alexandra, I didn’t think about putting your phone on to charge. I had other things on the brain!”
“It’s okay. He is used to not getting us when we are in the O.R. all day. Sometimes we don’t have reception, other times it is just as convenient to play like we don’t.” and then, all of a sudden, we started to laugh again.
“Girl, you are definitely showing me you have a devilish side. Must be the red hair?” He looked over and winked as he took a piece of my hair and twirled it for a second before taking his eyes back to the road.
Coop left messages and texts that he was doing a modeling test shoot, until late in the evening. This was perfect timing for Grayson and I to spend time alone. A chance to get comfortable or at least, try to again.
“Alexandra, I am going to run home and grab a quick shower and will be back in 30 minutes. Are you good here for a few minutes without me?”
“It will be painful, Doc, but I think I can muster some energy to get a shower of my own and get the wine open to breath. Take my keys and let yourself back in.”
I opened the wine, put my iPod on the intercom, and picked out another favorite playlist. Walking into the bedroom I could hear Fall Again come on. I love this song, such a soulful pleading about falling in love again. The words took me to a sweet place. I was deep in thought in my bathroom trying to get my hair to pretend to play along, when I heard Grayson call out from the kitchen.
“Alexandra, you aren’t going to the opera, so get your comfy clothes on and get your butt out here!”
Walking out to greet him, “Why doc, that sounded almost like a threat!” smirking at him. Handing me a glass of wine, he made a toast to starting over and like déjà vu; Start All Over Again began playing over the intercom. Of course, he took me for a short twirl around the kitchen. He is a great dancer, very strong arms and very smooth form. I enjoy dancing with him, it puts us so close together, and as we take the steps in unison, it feels like we are one. All of a sudden he stops.
Covering my mouth with his glorious red lips, he kisses me and plays with my hair, nibbling my neck, my ears until I become breathless. He lips taste so good, lingering with wine. I just want to drink him in. All of him!
He pulls away from me teasing me, “There will be plenty of time for more of that, Red, but I am starving. My alter ego is grumpy when I don’t eat,” he says with a gruff laugh. As he turned to walk outside, he looked back at me and winked. Suddenly, I had goose bumps on my skin tingling with anticipation.
He prepared the grill outside while I got the fish prepped. As he grilled the fish and veggies, I mixed up a side salad and got the flatbread ready to grill. We had prepared a yummy feast to enjoy while sitting on pillows around the coffee table, with beautiful music playing in the background. We enjoyed sharing food and conversation. Having a man feed me bites of food was a first for me. I found it to be sensual, erotic even. We were chatting about his days in the military and his travels, his love of Europe and how he would like to show me that part of the world.
“What made you choose the Army route, Grayson?” I was curious. He seemed too refined to be in the military. However, in his scrubs I noticed that he had tattoos. I was curious about them, but would wait to ask about the stories behind the ink.
“My dad was in the Army and got a chance to see the world and do things for people in need. Through the Army’s eyes, you see so much, both good and bad, that you can’t appreciate any other way. I got
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