VESTA'S POV
My stomach was doing somersaults as I approached the obstetrics wing of the medical center. A cold sweat beaded on my lower back despite the cool air conditioning.
Why do I feel so anxious?
This was just a standard checkup with a new gynecologist after my pregnancy kit turned out to show a positive sign. Something about the clinical surroundings made me uneasy. I could think of every possible outcome.
I startled at the sound of a warm laugh echoing down the hallway. Peering around the corner, I spotted a gorgeous man in a white coat emerging from one of the exam rooms. He ran a hand through his artfully tousled blonde hair as he smiled tenderly at the young woman beside him.
Trying to shake off my odd nerves, I made my way to the check-in desk where a smiling nurse handed me a clipboard of forms to complete. As I sank into one of the plush waiting room chairs, I couldn't help sneaking glances around. The decor seemed designed to put patients at ease with its warm lighting and homey furnishings.
My eyes kept drifting to the doorway nervously.
"Vesta Laurent?"
I snapped out of my daze as a nurse called my name. She led me down a maze of halls to a cozy exam room and asked me to change into the standard gown. As I settled onto the crackling paper covering the exam table, trying to control my shaky breaths, I noticed various diplomas and certifications adorning the walls. One caught my eye.
Dr. Kim Taehyung , Triple board certified.
Filed of Obstetrics and gynaecology.
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." I called out in a voice that sounded overly high-pitched to my own ears.
The door swung open and I'm sure my jaw dropped. Because there in the doorway stood the striking doctor from the hallway the one who had so inexplicably flustered the young ladies in the hallway .
Our gazes crashed like a lightning strike and I felt an illicit spark of awareness.
"Miss Laurent?" His deep, rum-rich voice washed over me in a heated wave. "I'm Dr. Kim Taehyung, your gynecologist today."
My pounding heart stuttered at the sound of his name. The mystery man from the diplomas on the wall. This was not at all what I'd been expecting walking into this appointment.
How could this man, this devastatingly attractive stranger, possibly examine me intimately? The thought sparked a thrill that shuddered through my core despite how utterly wrong it was.
Seriously now, over a Gynecologist? I mean I do have my dark fantasies but not like this one.
A man as your gynecologist is awkward and embarrassing. Though it should be but it's just how it is for girls.
I gave myself a stern mental rebuke as he was going through my reports.
He wasn't model handsome in that perfectly sculpted, cold way. No, his beauty was warmer, more earthly like a Renaissance sculpture given life. He looked kinda older but not much. He had maintained himself well.
Tousled blonde hair fell across his brow in an artful swoop, framing blazing brown eyes that seemed to stare straight through me. His soft pink lips, curved in a subtle Cupid's bow, parted in the hint of a smile.
Masculine yet approachable, he emanated a commanding presence that drew me hopelessly in like a beetle to the nectar.
I somehow managed to squeak out a strangled "Nice to meet you, Doctor. " before ducking my burning face and scurrying past him into the exam room.
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