Nina It was Monday, which meant that it was finally my last day of my internship. All I had to do was get through the day, and then I could go to the dean and tell her that I still wanted to be reassigned. Truthfully, I sort of enjoyed sports medicine. I liked Tiffany, too, and was sad that I woul
I nervously hooked up the ECG machine to Enzo, my fingers brushing his rock-hard abs as I placed the stickers on his skin. The whole time, he stared down at me. His eyes were red and glowing in the same way they did that night we slept together. It made me feel like prey, like he just wanted to grab
Nina “Ever since we slept together, I haven’t stopped thinking about you…” Enzo’s words sent a shiver down my spine. The sight of his muscular body, the smell of the lingering sweat on his skin… I wanted to sink my teeth into him. Neither of us moved for what felt like an eternity. I couldn’t sto
Nina Without removing my lab coat and goggles, I ran from the laboratory and down the hall. I didn’t know where I was going or what I was doing, but I had to tell someone. As I ran down the hall, I nearly ran straight into none other than Jessica. She had her hair up in a bun and a stack of textbo
I nodded solemnly and looked at my feet, blinking back tears. “Is there anything else?” the dean asked. I wanted to ask about my reassignment, but felt as though the dean wouldn’t allow it now; besides, I was too embarrassed. I just wanted to go home. “No,” I replied. “That was all. Thank you.”
Nina “What happened?” Enzo asked as he ran up to me. He looked down at Justin, then back at me with a concerned expression on his face. Justin groaned and stood. “Justin can’t get it through his head that I’m done,” I said, still holding my wrist where he grabbed it. “At this point, it’s just assa
Enzo Nina’s confession hit me like a ton of bricks. As soon as she described what she saw, I was reminded of a conversation I had with the dean the day prior… The dean called me to her office to tell me something urgent. I was there in mere moments; having the ability to teleport was one of the w
Nina The morning after my motorcycle ride with Enzo, I woke up to dozens of Twitter notifications. Still blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I scrunched up my eyebrows as I opened my phone and started to read all of the notifications. “Wowwww @ninaharp1, alone time with Enzo, huh?” “Enzo must be j