Moving into Jon Bernthal's apartment was supposed to make my life easier. He had an empty room. I needed somewhere to live. And after five years of knowing him as one of my father's closest friends, sharing a roof with him hardly seemed like something worth worrying about. Until familiarity begins to feel a little too intimate. Suddenly, the man I've never thought twice about becomes increasingly difficult not to think about at all, and the boundaries that once seemed obvious start becoming dangerously easy to forget. Some boundaries are easy to respect. Until you start wondering what it would feel like to cross them. *** [ +18 | STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT! READ AT OWN RISK ] ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @INKEDCHERRY

One glitchy tablet, one HR email, and suddenly you're married to your attending, Jack Abbot. HR thinks it was intentional and has already started merging your records. Claim it was a mistake, and your residency could be delayed. With only three months left until you're an attending, Jack agrees to play along. Pretending to be married might save your career-but can your heart survive the side effects?

He was my Father's best friend.. I wasn't supposed to fall for him.

There was something about the town of Ganford that made people stay. Maybe it was the burnt orange skies of the desert, or the state route that stretched across it. Everybody knew everybody. Everybody had their secrets. Lily Campbell spent 22 years of her life learning them. Ganford made people predictable. Except for one man. Foster Harrigan came and went with the seasons. The Campbells have been family friends with Foster longer than Lily could remember. After years of silence surrounding the mysteries of the town, Lily digs deeper, only to continuously run into the man who secretly ran Ganford.

⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ One year ago, Sophia and Jack crossed a line they were never supposed to cross-after Robby's birthday night out, what started as tension and stolen glances turned into a single, unexpected moment that neither of them ever truly talked about again. No labels, no closure, just silence layered over something that never fully left either of them. Since then, they've learned how to exist around each other in the ER-careful, controlled, buried under professionalism. Jack stayed distant, convinced it was the safer choice. Sophia told herself it didn't mean more than it did. But both of them kept remembering it anyway. Now, with Sophia transferring to night shift, everything shifts. The walls between them start to crack in the long hours of shared trauma cases, quiet break room conversations, and moments where their hands brush too long or their eyes linger too openly. Night shift strips everything down-no distractions, no escape-just them, the chaos of the ER, and feelings they never dealt with properly. What was once buried starts resurfacing. Tension turns into closeness. Silence turns into almost-confessions. And every shift becomes harder to survive without acknowledging what that night really was-and what it still might become. Because in the end, it was never just one night. ⋆｡°✩°｡⋆ Jack Abbott x fem OC

(18+) It started with a medical emergency at thirty thousand feet, a stolen notebook, and a risque photograph. In which Dr. Jack Abbott meets a pretty flight attendant, accidentally stole her things, and becomes perhaps a little too invested in returning it.