Ansley and I worked side by side in the OR later that day but barely spoke two words to each other. I wasn't sure if she was pissed or upset, but I let her be. I was blown away. I'd fucked a lot of women in my time, but none that made me crave more like she did.

The Ice Princess had a soft, warm, wet center, and she wanted to be dominated like a whore in the bed. She had my insides twisted in knots and my cock playing race up the flagpole all night. By the next morning, I was exhausted from lost sleep, and my balls hurt so bad I could cry.

I took a long shower before heading into work and milked a few orgasms out of myself. It was nothing compared to the elation I felt fucking Ans against her desk the day before, but it would work to move me from being a space cadet for the rest of the fucking day.

Ansley's car was already parked in her spot, which was a bit of a bummer. I wanted to park there to get to her a little, and maybe if things were okay between us, cause her to smile or roll her eyes. The woman had a serious hold over me after a week of being in her hospital. I had no clue how the fuck I was going to survive for another three weeks and not fall head over heels in love with her.

"No. Fuck that," I mumbled and walked through the doors to the hospital.

Terrance turned and glanced up from a chart, a smile on his face. "Fair warning, it's a war zone up there today." He nodded up as if I knew what he was talking about.

"In the OR?" I lifted an eyebrow and shifted my backpack to the other shoulder.

"Yeah. Ansley and Nolan are at it." He shook his head and glanced back down at the chart. "I still think one of them should find a new place to work. Having them blow up the place with their shit all the time is really starting to get everyone down."

"Any idea whose fault it is?" I moved around him as worry rose in my chest. I was a little surprised by Terrance's willingness to talk poorly about Ans or Nolan. He was so tight-lipped a few days back when I was digging. Odd.

"Nope. Good luck today."

"Thanks, man." I walked into the elevator to find a couple of residents huddled together, whispering about something. "Ladies." I nodded at them and put my back to them.

"Doctor Parks." The one with red hair moved up to stand beside me, a sexy smile on her pale face. "We're all going out later tonight for a little bit of relief. Is there any way you might want to-"

"Nope, but thanks for the invite." I walked off the elevator and made a beeline for Ansley's office. It was empty, but I couldn't help myself from walking in and breathing in deeply. It smelled like her. Clean and delicious. My mind moved back to our sex the day before, and my cock twitched a few times, the poor bastard wanting his newest obsession with a passion.

I pressed my palm down on my growing erection, took a deep breath and moved my backpack to hang in front of me as I walked up toward Nolan's office. The sound of the two of them yelling at each other lit something inside of me. I didn't want her to feel anything for anyone. Not even me, really. It was selfish and fucked up, but it was what it was.

I put my hand on the door and tried to decide what my best plan of action would be. Had she said something to Nolan about us fucking? Had someone seen us? It all added up too well for me not to consider that the Chief of Staff might know that I fucked his ex-wife on her desk the day before.

Aiden. God. Aiden was going to kill me too.

I said a small prayer and removed my hand from the door. It was best that I didn't barge in on the middle of their fight, no matter how bad I wanted to save Ansley. She was a big girl, and tough as fucking nails. She could save herself, and wouldn't appreciate me walking into her personal situation like I had the right too.

I made a mature decision, though it almost killed me to do it.

Turning around, I walked slowly back to my office and tried to slow my racing heart.

"She's fine. Leave it alone." I closed my door behind me, dropped my bag and ran my hands over the top of my head. What the fuck was I thinking taking her the way I had the day before? There was too much at risk, and now it was too late to have an adult conversation with myself. "Fuck."

My phone buzzed, and I walked over to see Nolan's name pop up. I hit the speaker button.

"This is Parks."

"Nolan. Come to my office. Now." He dropped the call.

"Ugh. Shit." I walked out of my office and made my way back down to his. If the fucker thought I was going to be intimidated or worried about getting fired because of fucking Ansley, he was out of his mind. I wasn't scared of shit. I didn't work there anyway, and I could weasel myself out of a bad spot with Aiden somehow.

But I hated the thought of fucking up Ansley's reputation or her career. Nothing was worth that, and from what Aiden said, it was all she had.

I pushed the door open to find Ansley standing by the window, her back to me. Nolan was at his desk, typing away on his keyboard. It was damn near impossible, but I forced myself to look away from Ans as she turned. The woman was beyond beautiful, the most powerful and sensual creature I'd ever been around. She made me want to do things I never thought I would be willing to consider, like try...

"Parks. Sit." Nolan glanced over at Ans. "Doctor Crawford. Come over here please."

I sat down and ignored his jab over not calling me a doctor too. The tension was fucking thick as it was. I wasn't going to add to it, not when we all knew I was an excellent surgeon. I didn't have a need to pull my balls out and lay them on the desk. It was wasted energy.

Ansley walked over, her chin up, her tits were perky and beautiful. She was all natural, and I almost felt sorry for the idiot across the desk from us. I wouldn't survive loving and losing a woman like her. I'd be fucked up like my old man, without a doubt.

"Alright." He pulled out a file and handed it to me. "We have a high-profile client who is in need of a scoping due to pressure in his head. He's not available for the next two weeks, but we want to get him in here the minute we can. Got it?"

Ansley snorted. "With the type of headaches he's having, and the frequency of them, we're risking a lot here, Nolan. You need to stop licking his ass and tell him the truth. He could die, and then what?"

She sounded like she was ready to blow the building up. I glanced over at her, but she ignored me completely. It should have hurt my feelings, but I was starting to understand her a little better. She hid behind a wall of emotion, and anger was her favorite flavor by far.

"It's not my call, Doctor Crawford, and you know that. We've been through this." He clenched his jaw, and the two of them went into a stare down.

I opened the file and flipped through it. "Why are you showing me this? Are you wanting me to play second for Ansley on the procedure?"

"No." He turned to me, and I could see her stiffen out of the corner of my eye. "I want you to take the lead. It will be right before you go, but I feel like it's a good surgery for you to show us a few of your new techniques on."

"This is not the time to show and tell, goddammit it," she bit out as she banged her fists on the desk and stood up. "You're playing with fire."

"This is pretty routine for me, Ans." I glanced up at her.

"Doctor Crawford!" She glared down at me. The woman who had laid out on a desk, begging for my touch, my aggression, my dick was all but gone.

"Ansley. Stop it." Nolan stood up, and his voice boomed around the room. "You're dismissed."

"Nolan." I stood up, not wanting this to be a pissing contest. I was just starting to get somewhere with the beautiful girl. Fuck.

"No. It's good. Parks can take the lead and Henry can second him." She turned on her heel and walked to the door.

Nolan's turn to hit the desk. The sound of him pounding down on it caused her to jump as she stopped by the door. "You will take the second on this, or you'll turn in your goddamn badge. Do you hear me? You don't run this fucking hospital. I do."

Everything inside me screamed for me to drag his big Superman ass over the desk and pound him until he couldn't breathe, but I knew what that would do, and even more so, she wouldn't appreciate it in the slightest. It would be for naught.

"Yes, Doctor Reigns." She kept her back to us, her head lifted. She opened the door and walked out.

"Fuck." His head dropped, and he let out a long sigh as I dropped down in the chair behind me.

"I know this shit isn't my place to say, but you two are fucking up the vibe in this hospital. It's being felt everywhere." I grabbed the file and got up. "I'll do what you ask for the next three weeks, but after that, I'm outta here. No one can grow, much less breathe, in such a hostile environment. That includes you and Ansley."

The sadness in his eyes made me feel like a piece of shit when he glanced up. "I still love her."

"Well, you should have thought about that before you fucked her over." I walked to the door. "Let me know if you need anything else related to the surgery. I'll be there and will take the lead or the second. Whatever you guys decide."

She was waiting out in the hallway, her back pressed against the wall, her expression tight with anger. "I hate him."

"I know you do." I moved to stand in front of her. "You know how bad I want to touch you right now?"

"Don't." She glanced down. "I can't do what we did yesterday. I'm not someone who sleeps around. I've been with Nolan. That's it."

"And now me." I reached out and brushed my fingers down the side of her face. "You need to move to another hospital."

"You don't get to tell me what I need to do." She was pulling back.

"True. But... you do owe me dinner tomorrow night. No getting out of that." I winked. "I'll see you in the OR, Doctor Crawford. We'll figure this out."

"Fine. Dinner, but you're not picking me up."

I walked down the hall as a smile lifted my lips. "Can I trust you to show up?"

"Maybe." Her voice softened a little.

"Still after that spanking, I see. Such a bad girl." I turned to watch her as I walked backward.

Fuck me for wanting more than I'd ever get from her.

Fuck her for possibly agreeing to give it.