Inappropriate by Elizabeth Finn

Author:Elizabeth Finn [Finn, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: patient doctor relationship, doctor and patient romance, elizabeth finn, contemporary erotic romance
Publisher: Elizabeth Finn
Published: 2015-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

When Dylan’s phone buzzed beside her, she picked it up, moaning in irritation. “Fuck off,” she muttered at it.

But when she looked at the screen, she had a text message from Co.

Wake up, beautiful.

She rolled from bed, stumbled into her bathroom, and refused to open her eyes as she stood in the shower. She braided messy pigtail braids; it was amazing what she was learning to do without the use of one of her middle fingers. Beyond that, she brushed her teeth and put deodorant on. She stood in front of the mirror, yawning and rubbing her eyes.

“There is nothing beautiful about this,” she muttered at herself as she picked sleep from the corners of her eyes.

She tossed on an old pair of worn jeans, an equally ancient T-shirt that was too tight, a long underwear shirt, and a fitted thick fleece pullover. It was still dark out and already twenty-five degrees—a heat wave as Cohen would say—and there was no denying how warm twenty-five could feel when zero was the average this time of year. She didn’t bother putting a coat on, but she wrapped a wool scarf around her neck, tugged a stocking cap over her head, and pulled on some gloves. She grabbed her wallet from her purse as she slipped her feet into her boots, and then she ran out to the garage.

She heard Cohen honk his horn as he and Caleb drove past her house, and she followed them all the way to The Bean. She slid into the booth as Caleb took the seat across from her, and Cohen sat next to her, instantly resting his hand on her thigh and letting his fingers wander down the inside.

The Jessup boys were both smiling at her—one smile was cheery and sweet, one was seductive and intense.

“So the weirdest thing happened to me this morning, Dill.” Caleb clasped his hands on the table and leaned in.

She started to laugh, but she stifled it, matching his odd sense of humor with her own. “What’s that, Cilantro?” She clasped her hands together and leaned in as well.

He laughed, looking at Cohen for a moment and smirking. “I woke up at five-thirty, couldn’t sleep, decided to wake Cohen up so he could entertain me with his always popular recitation of The Declaration of Independence—”

Cohen glanced at him, his face scrunched up even as he chuckled.

“—when whadaya know? I can’t find him.” He glanced at Cohen who was shaking his head, before he turned back to Dylan again. “You can imagine my concern, nay, my absolute panic,” he said dramatically.

“I can, yes,” she feigned commiseration with a furrowed brow.

“Naturally, my first instinct was…” He nodded his head as though he needn’t even say the answer. She nodded too, playing along. “…alien abduction.”

“Yes,” she affirmed. “A valid concern.”

Cohen looked at her, shaking his head and rolling his eyes as his fingers squeezed against her leg.

“Of course I start Googling alien trackers,” Caleb continued.

“Of course.” She kept nodding her head.

“And … I

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