First Kisses Are Never Forgotten

Chapter 4

ADDISON

I am in my office. Mhm...MY OFFICE. I love it. I love calling it my office. I have an office!

It is gigantic. Has floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides. One side shows the amazing California view, and the other gives me the whole view of the volleyball court down there.

My name is on the door and on my desk. I have some medical equipment here and the rest are in the examination room next to my office. I am proud of myself for being here. For all this being my first job right out of residency.

This is perfect. I really like this job, well, except for the jerk who I will be living with.

It all still feels unreal. I can't believe all of this is happening. What I can't really get out of my head is that feeling, and the last time I felt it.

"Do you want me to be your first kiss?"

"I'll take that"

"You want to know my deepest, darkest secrets?"

Big, rough hands squeezing my throat.

He kissed me like he owned me, bit my lips and then smoothed the pain with his tongue.

Scarlett named him Mc Mystery, because...duh, Grey's anatomy. I thought we could do a lot better with the name but she wanted her GA's moment.

Also, we refer to it as 'The Night'- also her name. She really is not that creative, huh?

All I remember is that it was the best kiss I have ever had in my life. Every kiss that came after that was...mundane. That kiss was extraordinary, and perfect. Well, almost perfect.

I don't remember anything other than that feeling, his hands and how his body commanded mine with the simplest of touches. In some dreams I go back to that night, and some sentences he said come back to me, as sweet, quiet whispers caressing my cheeks while I sleep.

I wish one night I could see his face.

I know he could be anywhere in the world by now, maybe he has family or even just a girlfriend. But seeing his face...knowing anything about this man other than how amazing he tasted and how he commanded my body with the gentlest of touches, I might stop him from ruining other men for me. I might just stop dreaming about this mystery man.

Mc Mystery gives me hope that I can find someone... perfect for me. I know I am not destined to find that. It is just not for me. If I ever experience love like that it would be through a book. That is why I want to stop hoping for Mc Mystery.

I woke up the next day in a bed, fully clothed and Scar getting me breakfast from down stairs. We spent the night at the dorm house off campus. When I asked Scar how I ended up there, she just told me some guy put me in bed after the party died and left.

She came in to make sure I was okay and spent the night sleeping next to me. She was too drunk to remember him too.

I picked up my phone to Facetime Scar. She picks up from the first ring.

"Hey, hot-stuff. You just caught me before surgery"

"Hi, that's good. I just wanted to show you my new office! I'll make this quick." I start moving my phone around to show her my humongous office.

"Oh. My. God!! This is amazing!!! My best friend is a fancy arse sports doctor with an office that fits two of her apartments" she says while laughing and snorting at her own joke. As usual.

I playfully roll my eyes. "Thank you for the great compliment."

"Kidding, love. Really congratulations, you deserve this. I am so happy for you and proud. Also, quite jealous, I should've chosen sports medicine and left all these nasty hospital working hours to the arrogant arses I work with."