Charlotte Greene has never been this low. All she has ever dreamed of was a career in medicine, but after one mistake, her career is on the line. Suspended pending an ethics hearing, Charlie needs a distraction. And so does Ethan Ramsey. After faili...
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There were no embarrassing t-shirts. No "Turkey Trot 5K"s or "World's Okayest Doctor." The best Charlie found was an old medical school t-shirt, and Ethan could see the disappointment on her face when she returned wearing a plain grey t-shirt from his closet.
"Any luck with embarrassing t-shirts?" Ethan mused, already dressed for the day.
"You hid them, didn't you?" Charlie narrowed her eyes, her dedication so comical that Ethan wished he could have offered a confession.
"I gave them to Jenner as chew toys," Ethan retorted, and he watched as Charlie struggled not to show the smile forming on her lips. In that moment, he decided that of all of the Charlie expressions he'd seen, that was his favorite. The way she bit back a smile and swallowed her laughter, eyes shining with amusement, made his world stop. She was so happy then, and she tried so hard to maintain her aloof sense of sarcasm just to make their banter last longer. She wanted to keep talking with him, to keep having fun with him. He never knew he needed such validation until he met Charlie, but now, he couldn't get enough.
"Walking through your closet was like looking through a catalog for respectable men in their thirties," Charlie had to walk past him to reach the coffee he'd made for her while she was in the shower, and in the process, Ethan caught a waft of his body wash on her skin. For a moment, the sensation overwhelmed him. Before, Ethan had no idea that he would be so intoxicated by Charlie brandishing his scent, but now, he couldn't help but think of every possible way to make sure it happened again.
Charlie watched him, unaware as to why he suddenly seemed so dumbfounded, and she sipped at her coffee, waiting for him to say something in return.
"Apparently, I am so far gone that I can't even recognize the insult in that statement," Ramsey forced the words out of his mouth, taking a large gulp of his caffeinated beverage to forget all of the scenes now playing in his head.
"Ethan, I saw a sweater vest in there. It was a nightmare," Charlie shook her head as if she was disappointed.
"My closet is starting to feel very attacked," Ethan found himself smiling and could only imagine what he must have looked like, grinning like a fool and practically drooling over a woman in his t-shirt.
"Your choice of shampoo, however," Charlie nodded approvingly, "If I'd known your hair smelled that amazing this whole time, I probably would have spent every day just smelling you."
Ethan couldn't help but chuckle, "I can tell you found your tour through my bedroom very enlightening."
Charlie blushed, trying to conceal the spreading redness by hiding behind her coffee cup. Did she really just say that she'd like to smell him all day? It took all of her energy not to physically grimace, and she tried to divert his attention by mumbling, "Thank you, by the way."
Ethan raised an eyebrow, and Charlie went on to explain, "For letting me clean up and not look like a walking hangover for the rest of the day."
