Kari’s leg bounced nervously as she looked around the waiting room. She had been in this hospital more times than she could count. She knew most of the faces here - the nurses, the receptionists, even the man snoring softly in the corner. But today, familiarity did nothing to settle her nerves.
“I’m not too late, am I?”
Evan dropped into the chair beside her, sweat dampening the collar of his shirt and dripping down his temple. He was a mess of adrenaline and heat, still breathing hard from the run.
She wrinkled her nose. “I can tell you skipped your shower.”
He gave her a crooked grin and leaned close enough that she could feel the warmth of his breath. “You like when I’m sweaty,” he whispered. “I recall you licking my…”
She smacked his arm, face flushing. “We’re in public, Evan.”
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