They were also all older than me, bar one tech, so I was pretty sure they were just screwing around with me.

Maybe. Nobody could ever tell with these ladies.

I blew out a long breath and gripped the edge of the exam table. I dropped my head down to stare at the cold blue tiles on the floor, shutting my eyes.

I couldn’t believe this was happening.

I had no bloody idea how I’d kept my cool in that phone call. When the oh-so-familiar number flashed on the screen, I hadn’t even realized why I recognized the unsaved number until I’d already answered and it was too late.

Hearing her voice…

Fuck.

That was all I had for it.

Fuck.

How was I supposed to see her later without my dick getting hard? How was I supposed to look her in the damn eye with the knowledge that she liked it on her knees with her hair being pulled?

How was I supposed to resist the temptation to do exactly that?

Those were three very, very good questions indeed.

This was an unprecedented situation. It wasn’t like I wasn’t used to working under pressure—this job wasn’t all puppy belly rubs and fluffy kittens. It did have a dark, stressful side, and I’d long learned to manage my stress levels and expectations, but I didn’t think knowing how to keep my cool during an emergency operation on a Great Dane would help me here.

If I knew Hannah was my number neighbor and sexting buddy, she knew it, too.

She knew she’d been texting me, and she knew that before I did.

Was she losing her mind like I was? I wouldn’t say I knew her particularly well, not enough to comment on her state of mind at the very least, but I hoped she was.

If she wasn’t, I needed to know how the hell she was doing it.

I had to bring it up.

How the fuck could I not? How the fuck could I look her in the eye and not tell her that I knew exactly how she wanted to be fucked?

Quite easily, in theory.

In actuality—it wasn’t going to happen.

There was no way I was going to leave Hannah’s house tonight without telling her I knew that she wanted to be put on her knees and fucked to within an inch of her life while her ass was gripped and her hair was pulled.

That she wanted to pull a guy right out of the shower and suck his cock.

I rubbed my hand down my face. I needed to get those thoughts out of my head, and fast. There was no way I’d be able to focus today if I didn’t stop thinking.

I shrugged off any thoughts of her and headed to the back room where all our overnight animals were just starting to wake up. I wasn’t surprised at all to see Lucifer wide awake and pawing at the front of the crate, meowing his little head off. I paused at him for a moment, let him sniff my hand, then poked one of my fingers through the bars to scratch the side of his face.