“One second, Calden is rolling his eyes while Petters is going over the assignments for the afternoon; he’s given Calden a broken arm that needs a metal rod inserted. It’s a waste of Calden’s time and skills, and everyone in the room knows it. Maybe he’ll grab one of the interns and supervise while he or she performs the surgery. The next moment, he’s looking at Eli and it strikes him, like lightning out of a clear blue sky. He never cared about kissing, but now he really wants to. Even better: ...he’s allowed. Isn’t he? It’s still terribly new. Only a little more than a day for Calden, less than a month for Eli. But it’s there, in the way Eli looks at Calden, in that little glint in his eyes that’s all at once possessive and affectionate—that glint that says he knows Calden is annoyed and planning a token rebellion against Petters. Calden doesn’t care where he is or why. He doesn’t care that there are people around them. All that stops him is that he never asked who, if anyone, knows about their relationship, and even that is a flimsy excuse.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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