Event: Candlelit Dinner
Time: Friday Night, 7:00 p.m.
Place: My House
Attire: Something flowing and sexy.
Panties optional.

Debra Ward smiled as she read the note for a second time. She'd found the ivory envelope with her name on it propped against the phone on her desk when she arrived at work this morning. Her heart had taken off at a gallop when she recognized Gabriel's handwriting.

She'd waited almost two months for Doctor Gabriel Young to ask her for a date. She understood he had an insane schedule since he was the newest doctor on staff at the hospital. Hospital rules dictated thatew employees couldn't request special time off before they established themselves in their job. She'd had to settle for stolen kisses and caresses in his office. Those had been much too few and far between.

Finally, she would be with him the way she'd longed to be ever since the first time she saw him.

She remembered that day so clearly. She'd been looking for one of the doctors when she'd rounded a corner to see Gabriel walking toward her with the chief of staff by his side. Debra had literally frozen in her steps and watched his approach. His gaze had swung to hers and held. She thought she saw his steps falter before he started forward again. Those amazing hazel eyes had stared into hers until he passed her and continued on with the COS.

Gossip traveled quickly in the hospital, so she soon found out his name and that he'd moved to Fort Worth from the Bay Area in California. He planned to be here for one year, working in the cardiology department. He'd previously worked with one of the cardiologists on staff before she moved from California to Fort Worth. She'd also found out his marital status--single and unattached.

She'd spent the rest of that day frantically searching for a billing question to hunt him down. Unable to come up with anything since he hadn't treated a patient yet, she'd used the welcome-to-the-hospital excuse. He'd flirted shamelessly with her, so much so that she went back to his office the next day. And the next.

They'd shared their first kiss the fourth time she'd visited his office.

Shivering at the delicious memory, she picked up the second piece of paper she'd removed from the envelope, showing Gabriel's address and a map to his house. As a lifelong resident of Fort Worth, she knew the classy residential neighborhood where he lived. She wouldn't have any trouble finding his house.

Debra sat down at her desk and drew a legal pad in front of her. Luckily she had plenty of personal time saved up, so taking off Thursday and Friday shouldn't be a problem. She'd check with her boss as soon as Cat arrived.

Picking up her favorite pen, she started jotting down notes of everything she wanted to do before her date Friday night.

Manicure
Pedicure
Waxing
New dress

She tapped her pen against her lips as she thought about what else she needed to do. It would be pointless to buy new lingerie since he'd said panties optional. However, if dinner should flow over into breakfast, she'd want to put on something really sexy and lacy Saturday morning.

She added New lingerie to her to-do list. And as long as she planned to make her Visa squeal with a shopping trip, she might as well buy some new clothes. The purple sweater she'd seen last week would be perfect with a pair of dark jeans.

Oh, yes, she liked that idea a lot.

Purple sweater and Jeans went on the list. She tapped her lips again with her pen while trying to decide if she should buy shoes to go with the dress, when a male voice whispered in her ear.

"American, French, or Brazilian wax?"

Debra turned her head to see Gabriel leaning down, resting one hand on the back of her chair. She liked the devilish look in his eyes. "Maybe I'm having my legs waxed."

"Maybe, but I'm betting it's something more. . .personal."

She could tell him, but she liked the idea of him wondering for the next five days what her pussy looked like. She usually went with American, yet perhaps she'd do something different this time. She gave him a slow, sultry smile. "I haven't decided which one yet."

He rested his other hand on her desk, caging her between his body and the L-shape of her desk. His gaze dipped down to her lap. "If I get any say, I vote for French. I like a little hair on a woman's mound."

He lifted his gaze to hers again. Those hazel eyes melted her every time he looked at her. Combined with his mane of wavy, golden brown hair and a killer body, he exuded sex appeal. He could have his pick of any woman in the hospital. Hell, any woman in Fort Worth, in the whole state of Texas. Yet he'd chosen her. Debra thanked her guardian angel for that.

Gabriel tapped one finger on her list. "Does this mean you accept my invitation to dinner?"

Debra nodded. "Did you doubt I would?"

"A man should never take a woman for granted. You might have already made plans for Friday night."

"If I did, I'd change them for you."

Heat flared in his eyes. He ran one fingertip down her cheek, across her lips. She stopped herself just short of tugging his fingertip into her mouth and sucking it. "Do you have any food allergies I should know about?"

Debra shook her head.

"Any food you hate?"

"Green peppers," she said without hesitation.

"Got it. No green peppers. I'm sure I can prepare something you'll like without using those nasty things."

God, he smelled good. He didn't use cologne or aftershave for the scent bothered many of his patients. He didn't need anything artificial. The combination of soap, shampoo, and man made her tummy flutter.

Gabriel straightened and leaned against her desk, ankles crossed. "I was wondering if you might have some time today to help me with a little filing."

Translation--he wanted her to come to his office so they could share a few kisses. Her clit gently throbbed at the thought of his lips touching hers, his tongue sweeping her mouth. The kisses usually led to his hands traveling over her breasts, her ass. He hadn't ventured between her legs, as if he wanted to save touching her there for when she had nothing covering her. Or perhaps because he didn't trust himself to stop until he had his hard cock buried deep inside her pussy. "I don't think that will be a problem. Is there a time that's better for you?"

"I'm about to start my rounds, then I have patients scheduled until about two. How about three o'clock?"

I have to wait seven hours to feel your hands on me? "Three o'clock will be fine."

Debra's boss, Catania Wylde, entered the office. She smiled as she walked past them. "Good morning, Debra. Dr. Young."

Gabriel tipped his head. "Ms. Wylde." He returned his attention to Debra. "See you later."

"Okay."

Debra gripped the edge of her desk to keep from floating out of her chair. Damn his white coat. She loved the way his scrubs fit across his ass, but couldn't see it since the coat covered it.

"Wipe the drool off your chin, Debra," Cat said, humor evident in her voice.

Debra playfully did as Cat advised, wiping the imaginary drool off with her hand and swiping her hand on her thigh. "Ohmigod, is he dreamy or what?"

"Definitely dreamy. Y'all still feeling each other up in his office?"

"Every chance I get." She picked up the invitation and rolled her chair backward to Cat's desk. "Look."

Cat took the piece of paper from Debra and read it. Her eyebrows disappeared into her bangs. "Panties optional?"

"Isn't that cute? I love his imagination."

"Sounds like he's planning a very romantic evening." Cat handed the paper back to Debra. "I suppose you want Friday off to prepare for it."

"Actually, I'd like Friday and Thursday. I should have almost two weeks of personal time coming to me."

"No problem. We'll manage."

"Thanks."

Mischief flashed through Cat's eyes. "If you want something to do after dinner, I can get y'all an invitation to Anything Goes."

"Oh, no." Debra rolled her chair back to her desk. "I'm not taking Gabriel anywhere near your sex club. I want that man all to myself."

"It isn't my sex club, it's Alex's and Lisa's sex club."

"Yours, hers, his, doesn't matter. I'll admit I was very curious about Anything Goes and what happens there when Lisa gave you the invitation to it for your birthday, but I don't care anymore. I've waited almost two months for alone time with Gabriel. I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

The teasing mischief disappeared from Cat's eyes, to be replaced with concern. "I hope you aren't setting yourself up to be hurt. Dr. Young is only here until September. You remember that, don't you?"

"Of course I remember that. It's just a fling, Cat. I'm not going to be hurt. I know exactly what I'm doing."

* * * * *

Gabe loved his job. He'd chosen medicine as a profession because he wanted to help people. Keeping his attention focused on his patients wasn't easy when he kept imagining Debra with her legs spread, getting her pussy waxed.

That vision would stick in his head all week.

He finished scribbling his notes from the office visit with his last patient. He'd type them later on his computer to print out and place in the patient's file. His assistant would do that for him, but Gabe liked to type the notes himself in case he wanted to add to them. Besides, it gave him something to focus on other than Debra.

Gabe leaned back in his chair and watched the Christmas scenes rotating on his computer's screensaver. Only three weeks left until Christmas. Gabe had no family in the area, so hadn't a clue how or where he would spend the holiday when he moved to Fort Worth, Now, he wondered if he would spend it with Debra.

He smiled while he remembered the day he'd seen her for the first time. She'd stared at him as if she were a deer and he the headlights. He hadn't heard a word the chief of staff said to him while he gazed at the dark-haired woman in the royal blue dress. Her hair fell to just above her shoulders in a riot of curls. Huge brown eyes surrounded by thick eyelashes returned his gaze. A deep rose lipstick made her lips shiny. She'd clutched a file folder to her breasts, but it hadn't hidden their fullness, or the lushness of her entire body. She'd stood about five-seven in her two-inch heels, which would be a perfect fit against his six-foot frame.

He found out exactly how perfectly she fit against him when she kept coming to his office to ask him questions about some of the charges for services that his assistant could have easily answered. He couldn't say he minded her questions. They gave him the excuse to be near her, to smell the flowery scent of her cologne.

As the new doc on the block--plus being a temporary one--he didn't feel right asking for special days off. He accepted the schedule assigned to him without complaint, even though it didn't give him the opportunity to spend time with the lovely billing clerk outside of the hospital since he worked every weekend.

That didn't mean he didn't get to see her in the hospital. He and Debra managed to sneak in some time together every day their schedules meshed. It might only be moments, but enough time for him to hold her, touch her, kiss her. He'd kept his caresses light, knowing if he touched her the way he wanted to, he wouldn't stop until he had her naked and beneath him on the couch in his office.

When the December schedule was posted and he saw he had the upcoming weekend off, he almost did a happy dance. No more delays. He and Debra could be together for the entire weekend.

Gabe shifted the hard-on in his briefs to a more comfortable position. Only four more days. Debra will be completely mine in four more days.

A soft knock on the door made his cock jump. It must have instinctively known Debra stood only a few feet away. "Come in," he said, hoping his voice didn't sound husky.

She entered his office, looking gorgeous in black slacks and a deep maroon sweater. Earrings that resembled silver Christmas ornaments dangled from her earlobes. Closing the door behind her, she leaned against it, her hands behind her back. The position pushed those beautiful, large breasts forward.

"You have filing for me to do, Dr. Young?"

"Yes." He rose from behind his desk, walked toward her. Dressed in scrubs without his white doctor's coat for camouflage, Debra would easily see his erection. "Thank you for agreeing to help me."

She stared at his groin, licked her bottom lip before lifting her gaze to his again. "I'm always happy to help."

Placing his hands on either side of her head, he leaned close until his chest brushed her breasts. He smiled to himself at Debra's sharp intake of breath. "I appreciate how willing you always are to help me."

"No problem. Where would you like me to start?"

"How about right here?"

Gabe lowered his head until his lips touched hers. He vowed to keep the kiss light, sweet. . .a simple taste of her to last him until Friday.

His vow poofed into the air when Debra wrapped her arms around him and dug her fingernails into his ass.

Gabe cradled her face in his hands, tilted his head to deepen the kiss. Debra's lips parted, her tongue peeked out to tickle his. Moaning low in his throat, Gabe cradled her breasts in his palms. Full and firm, yet deliciously soft, her breasts filled his hands perfectly.

Debra groaned and arched her back. Gabe began a gentle massage on the luscious mounds, his thumbs flicking the hard nipples. Her breathing quickened. Gabe shifted one hand to her ass. He moved his hips from side to side, brushing her mound with each movement.

Five seconds away from taking her on the couch, Gabe ended the kiss. He rested his forehead against hers while trying to get control of his breathing. "We have to stop."

"I don't want to stop."

Her voice sounded as breathless as his. He could hardly wait until Friday night, when he'd have her all to himself and didn't have to worry about patients or phone calls or hospital staff interrupting them.

"I'll be in surgery the next two days. I won't have the chance to see you until Thursday."

"I'm taking Thursday and Friday off to get ready for our date."

The mental image of her pussy being waxed popped into his head again. Gabe groaned, tugged her against his body. "I'll make sure the evening is perfect for you."

She leaned back and looked into his face. "I know you will."

He tunneled his fingers into her hair, kissed her softly. "You know how to get to my house?"

She nodded. "I know right where it is. Do I need to bring anything?"

"Just yourself. I'll take care of everything else."

He gave her time to straighten her clothes and run her hands through her hair before he opened the door. "See you Friday night."

Gabe watched her walk away, admiring the gentle swing of her hips. In four more days, he'd grip those hips while he fucked her.

Friday night couldn't get here quickly enough.

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