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that because of the hotel? Or did she do this to all of her new consultants? “Both of them should go to litigation,” he said calmly. He kept his gaze professional. He could do his job.
    She raised her eyebrows. “Why?”
    “There is obvious malpractice in both cases. The first one, Dr. Kendall, is known for drinking on the job and the nurse reported bloodshot eyes when he was treating the kid. Dr. Anthony shirked his duties to leave and see his mistress, leaving the patient with an obvious MI without medical treatment for far too long.” He cocked his head to the side. “These aren't the cases you actually wanted to show me, are they?”
    Alexa studied him without saying anything. He wasn't sure if he imagined a little bit of respect in her eyes. “Here,” she said, pushing two more files towards him.
    He picked up the files and looked at her. “Do you test all your new consultants?”
    She leaned forward, something shifting on her face. The professionalism had dropped, and something darker had taken its place. Interesting. “Only those who play games.”
    His lips curved into a smile, his gaze locked on hers.
    “What do you think of the files?” She looked down at them, breaking their eye contact.
    He flipped them open, started skimming them. “Do you want your answer tonight, or do you want me to come back tomorrow?”
    “Tomorrow's fine.”
    Isaac nodded, his focus on the files in his hands. He could have given her an answer, but he also wanted to do a bit more research. The appendicitis case was easy enough. The doctor obviously hadn’t checked the clinical signs, he’d ignored them and assumed food poisoning instead, despite non-classic symptomology. But he didn’t see breast cancer as often in his ER, so he wanted to do some more research on the standard of care.
    He lifted his head and saw she was looking at him again. She had gorgeous eyes, the dark green catching even in the dull lights of her office. “We didn’t finish what we started, did we?” He curved his lips into a wicked smile, one that had worked on so many other women.
    Alexa inhaled sharply, startled. Then she studied him for a moment. “We didn’t.”
    He glanced at the closed door, looked back at her. “We’ve got privacy.”
    She chuckled. There was a glint to her eyes, a playfulness. He liked it. She stood, coming around her desk and settling on his lap. It probably wasn’t the most comfortable position – the chair wasn’t that big – but it reminded him of last night, of the way she had ridden his cock. He was hard already. He held her steady as she settled onto him, the warmth between her legs lined up with his hardness. Any exhaustion he had felt was gone.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck, her green eyes looking down at him. Then she kissed him, her soft mouth moving against his.
    He groaned, shifting so that she was more fully pressed against him. He ground into her, felt her gasp into their kiss. Yes. She smelled so good, floral with a hint of jasmine. She was warm against him, her body fitting perfectly against his. She was so fucking perfect.
    Then she moved her lips, kissed down from the corner of his mouth to his jawline. “Normally I want dinner before I have sex with someone.” Her voice was breathy, soft. Teasing.
    “Coffee, tomorrow. 9 a.m.” Dinner was too date-like. He didn’t do dates. But coffee he could do. “Then I can return the files and we can borrow the desk.”
    Her teeth skimmed his earlobe and he shivered. She didn’t hold anything back. “It’s a pretty sturdy desk.”
    “We’ll find out now, won’t we?” He kissed her neck, sucked a mark on her pale skin.
    She let out a soft sigh, shivered as he licked the mark he made. “We will.”
    She kissed him one last time, lingered. He kissed back. He couldn’t get enough of her, not her body pressed against him or her lips against his. He was insatiable. Then she got off his lap, smoothed down her skirt. Smiled politely at him.