Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 25536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
"But—-"
"If you're worried about the legalities, don't be. As long as you indicate in your appointment that you're taking advantage of Stanhope's free consultation program for employees, the part where doctors can't date their patients can't and won't apply to your case. Instead, you're just two employees working together—-"
"I'm really glad to hear that," Eve interrupted, "but that actually wasn't my concern.'
"Then..."
"Dr. Manolis is a neurosurgeon, so...am I supposed to pretend something's wrong with my brain?"
"Why not?" This had the other girl looking horrified, and Cassidy burst into laughter. "I was just kidding," she told Eve. "Well, maybe half-joking. I was actually thinking about the fact that Dr. Manolis also has a background in gynecology..."
Eve blinked in surprise. "I didn't know that."
"His mom is one of the best in the field," Cassidy shared, "and when she accepted a medical mission in Africa, she requested that he join her for a year, which he did. Naturally." Cassidy gave the other girl a meaningful look. "Few people know this about him, so in case I need to spell it out..."
Eve squirmed in her seat.
"I'm giving you an advantage over the other girls," Cassidy stressed, "but it's entirely up to you what to do with it."
Eve started gnawing at her lip. "I appreciate it, really, but..."
"I think you already know Dr. Konstantin is extremely popular with the ladies," Cassidy said bluntly. "That guy won't be single forever. You should make a move soon...before someone else does."
NOTHING MUCH SURPRISED Konstantin these days, but when the broodingly handsome Greek surgeon studied his list of appointments for the next day, one particular booking caused a frown to crease his forehead and question his eyesight.
Picking up the receiver, he asked for Agnes to come in his office, and his secretary, a stern-looking widow in her fifties, showed up on his doorway a moment later.
"Yes, Doctor?"
"There's a consultation you penciled in for tomorrow..."
"Ah yes. That's Eve from payroll."
So it was her.
That shy little brunette he had saved from getting sexually harrassed by her former supervisor, and who had then foolishly imagined herself in love with him afterwards.
That girl actually scheduled a consultation with him about...hyperphilia?
Konstantin was amused...and more than a little impressed. Never would he have seen this coming, and he would still probably refuse to believe it even if his own ancestors rose from their graves to deliver such a prophecy.
She had been stealing looks at him for over two years now, and she had become his private source of entertainment, with the way she constantly betrayed herself without even knowing it.
He had actually lost count of the number of times she had ended up walking into doors and walls simply because she had been too busy staring at him rather than looking at where she was going.
And just earlier, Konstantin had also seen the way she had poured two cups' worth of orange juice into a single cup, and all because she had been too busy staring at him grab a can of iced coffee from the vendo.
The way she could be so childish in her admiration was cute, and while Eve herself was cute...
She just wasn't his type.
Or at least she hadn't been...until now.
Maybe, just maybe...
Because Konstantin had never been interested in mousy little virgins like Eve, he had been extra careful not to lead her on in any way. Instead, he had simply let her be, thinking that the girl would eventually tire of him.
But now that she had actually made a move...and to even go as far as listing down hyperphilia, a condition in which an individual suffered from excessive sexual desires...
Maybe...just maybe...she wasn't as mousy and boring as he thought?
EVE FOUGHT AGAINST the urge to bite her nails the moment she stepped out of her Uber and found herself staring at what could only be an extremely rich man's house.
Not just well-off.
Not just rich.
But extremely rich.
The kind of rich that made her question her sanity, to even think that someone as ordinary as her could actually be the slightest bit attractive to someone like Konstantin Manolis.
This is crazy, Eve thought.
She had often heard other hospital employees describe Cassidy as someone who always got her way, and Eve now knew this to be true. Only Cassidy could've talked her into doing something as outrageous as faking a medical condition just to have some private time with Konstantin, and as she stared at the elegant pair of lacquer black doors before her—-
I can't do it.
I mustn't.
Because it's impossible.
Konstantin was out of her league, period.
But just as Eve was about to forget the whole thing and leave, the doors suddenly opened, and she found herself staring straight into a pair of enigmatic dark eyes.
Konstantin.
It was so very rare for Eve to see Konstantin out of his white coat that she found herself thoroughly mesmerized. For just a few moments, all she could do was stare and savor every beautiful inch of him. His hair seemed slightly wet from the shower, and he had on a black turtleneck over a pair of denims. Very casual, Eve thought helplessly, but also very, very sexy.