Note: There wasn’t enough Bryce in this latest chapter, so I needed to write some. This picks up when MC leaves Dr. Ramsey’s office after applying for the fellowship.
Charlie smiles to herself as she jogs down the stairs after leaving Dr. Ramsey’s office. The fact that he was not only there waiting past midnight, but also still let her apply confirms what she already knows – she’s clearly his favorite already. He’s nicknamed her Rookie which while accurate and not affectionate in and of itself, is unique to her as no other intern has received such a moniker. There might be a bit more to their connection and she’s contemplating what it all means when she nearly runs over Bryce.
“Whoa, Charlie!” Bryce exclaims, clasping his hands around her arms to keep them both from toppling over. “What’s got you all giddy with your head in the clouds?”
Charlie rolls her eyes but he’s probably right that she has some sort of stupid grin plastered on her face. “I just came from Dr. Ramsey’s office. I decided to apply for the diagnostics team fellowship after all.”
“That’s great! I wasn’t going to say anything, but you’d have been a fool not to. I mean if you aren’t going to be a surgeon-“
Charlie playfully shoves him away. “That’s enough out of you, scalpel jockey. Don’t you need to go slice someone open now?”
Bryce chuckles. “Nah, I’m on call and figured I’d just stick around.” He looks Charlie up and down as if noticing her attire for the first time. “It looks like you must have had off today.”
She’s suddenly acutely aware that she’s highly underdressed for her place of employment in her cropped Nighthawks Jersey and little jean shorts. “Oh, I had to run here last minute to meet the deadline, and didn’t have time to change.”
Bryce gives her his signature smirk. “Hey, I’m not complaining…unless you tell me you were on a date.”
“Well, I did kiss Elijah…“
“Dr. Green?” Bryce’s mouth remains agape.
“Yep, but just for the kiss cam at the game. However, I did spend some time with Dr. Ramsey schmoozing the Banner Health executives in their private suite. And I took a ride in a helicopter with a cute paramedic. A girl’s gotta keep her options open,“ she says facetiously, but she’s interested to see how he will react because she can’t quite figure out where she stands with him.
“Damn, Hawkins. Looks like I have some competition.” He slips an arm around her waist and leans in to whisper in her ear. “But I can easily make you forget about all of them.” He holds there and waits, the anticipation sending a thrill through her and making her almost forget where they are right now. Bryce lightly nips at her earlobe and kisses down her neck, eliciting a soft whimper from Charlie. His hand glides down the small of her back and over the curve of her ass before she abruptly regains her senses and wriggles out of his grasp.
Charlie tucks a curl behind her ear, trying to regain her composure. “I think you are forgetting where we are right now, Dr. Lahela.”
Bryce shrugs. “It’s not like half the hospital hasn’t seen us make out already…but you’re probably right. I was just about to get some rest in one of the on call rooms, but I think I could be persuaded to stay up awhile if you want to join me.”
“Oh, so you’d be doing me a favor, huh?” Charlie shakes her head. “Just what do you think we would be doing in there?”
“I keep telling you how amazing my hands are. I think it’s about time I show you. Come on.” Bryce cocks his head in the direction of the room and Charlie reluctantly decides to follow him there. It’s not that she doesn’t want this. She’s wanted Bryce since the moment she saw him nearly naked in the locker room on their first day. The chemistry between them is undeniable, but it’s part of what worries her. Charlie has learned the hard way that attraction isn’t everything and if you fall too fast you might get burned. Bryce has begun to peel back his layers and show her a deeper side of him, but he still seems reluctant to share too much of himself. An actual relationship with another intern at the same hospital is a recipe for disaster anyway. They’d hardly have time for anything more than hospital hookups during these grueling residency years, and then what? The odds of them both ending up at Edenbrook or even in the Boston area together aren’t great, but she’s getting way ahead of herself. Casual flings have never been her thing, but Bryce is just so hard to resist. They are just two grown adults who want to sleep together. It doesn’t have to be more than that.
Bryce ushers her inside and locks the door behind them. Charlie sits on the twin bed in the tiny, sparsely decorated room, the only other furniture a nightstand next to the bed and a small desk and office chair with an outdated computer against the opposite wall. Bryce whips off his shirt and tosses it on the chair.
Charlie chuckles. “You sure don’t waste any time, do you Lahela?”
“I’m not big on wearing clothes. I’d walk around the hospital shirtless if I could.” Bryce stands with his hands on his hips and a seductive smirk on his lips. Seeing him in his green surgical scrubs is nothing new, but the combination if his washboard abs with his drawstring pants slung low on his hips, the thin fabric hanging just so, leaving little to the imagination about what’s underneath – it’s truly a sight to behold.
“So I’ve noticed,” she replies cooly, but she’s so turned on by him right now.
“Why don’t you take of your own top and lie down on the bed?“ Bryce suggests. She hadn’t expected to jump right into it like this, but she goes with it, unbuttoning her jersey and discarding it on the floor
Bryce moves to the side of the bed. “Turn over,” he commands. Again, he’s moving fast, but she can’t deny she’s kind of into it. She turns over onto her stomach with her head to one side on the pillow. Bryce climbs on the bed, straddles her hips, and unhooks her bra while she works with him to slide it off and out from under her. She then feels his hands begin to rub the tight muscles of her upper back and press his thumbs into two identical knots on either side of her spine.
“Ohh!“ she moans, half surprised half by what he’s doing and half reacting the euphoric feeling as her tension dissipates. “That’s not quite where I thought we were headed, but I like it.”
Bryce continues to massage her back with the perfect amount of pressure. “I figured you’d be overdue for some stress relief, and I was right. You are unbelievably tense. All I said was that I was going to show you what my hands can do. That dirty mind of yours filled in the rest.”
“Oh, shut up, Bryce. You’re honestly going to tell me this is all you had in mind?“
Bryce laughs. “I didn’t say that either.” He leans down and kisses the sensitive spot behind her ear. “I have plans for you Charlie Hawkins.” His low growl sends heat straight to her core.
“Forgive me for disrupting you then. Please proceed.“
Bryce continues to knead her neck and upper back and works his way down inch by inch. She can feel the wetness pooling between her legs in anticipation as he reaches her waistband. “Seems we have some clothing in the way here. Should we fix that?” Charlie lifts her hips in response and Bryce reaches around, unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them and her pale pink lacy thong off together in one smooth motion. His fingers delicately trace over her curves and then dip down between her thighs, gliding effortlessly through her folds up to her clit. “Fuck, Charlie. You are so wet.”
“Mmm,“ she moans. “Must be something to do with having those magic hands rubbing all over my body.”
“They aren’t done yet.“ Bryce spreads her lips with his fingers, and then plunges two inside her, curving them just right to stroke her sweet spot. She gasps with pleasure and he continues to pump them in and out before moving up to her sensitive nub. He draws circles over it with such precision, she doesn’t realize what’s coming until it hits her. Her vision is blinded by white light and she buries her head in the pillow to muffle a scream, her whole body tensing as a massive orgasm rips through her.
Bryce gently flips Charlie over, lies next to her on the crowded twin bed, and brushes her hair out of her eyes. “I want watch your face when you come this time.” She’s hardly had time to catch her breath before he’s kissing her again, starting off sweetly but quickly building in intensity. He breaks the kiss and hops off the bed, untying his pants which instantly fall to the floor. She watches intently as he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his grey boxers briefs, teasing them down at an agonizing pace until his cock springs free. It’s honestly one of the best, if not the best looking one she’s ever seen. It’s perfectly shaped and the flawless golden brown coloring matches the rest of his gorgeous skin. The size is nothing to be ashamed of either. He looks down to where her gaze is aimed and then back up at her with a devilish grin. “I think it’s happy to see you too.”
She narrows her eyes at him but can’t suppress a smile. “Just get back over here.”
He kneels over Charlie, unrolling a condom he discreetly retrieved from somewhere onto his hard length. He pushes her knees apart and sinks down onto her, aligning his tip with her entrance before sliding in deep. She gasps again at the feeling of fullness, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
Bryce moves with her carefully until he’s sure she can handle more, and then he picks up her legs and hooks her ankles over his shoulders. He bends her in half as far she she’ll go and she’s thankful for the flexibility gained through yoga practice. He pins her arms over her head and thrusts in so deep he can’t go any further, hitting just the right spot every time to drive her crazy. She feels the pressure building again, and he can tell she’s close. “That’s it. Come for me, Charlie.”
As if her body were waiting for permission, she comes undone instantly. “Fuck, Bryce. Oh my god, yes!” she cries out probably too loud given her surroundings as her walls pulse around him.
“Fuck, Charlie. You feel too good,” Bryce groans and buries his head in her shoulder as he picks up his pace. Moments later he lets out a strangled moan as he finds his release and then collapses on the bed next to her. He gives her a peck on the lips and pulls back with a smile. “You are incredible.”
“I think you deserve a lot of the credit there too.” She kisses him one more time and starts to gather her clothes.
Bryce frowns. “Leaving so soon?”
“I should really get home, and you are on call. Plus, a twin bed is not made for two. This was…fun. We are having a good time together, Bryce. We can just leave it at that for now and see how things go.” Charlie cringes internally. The more she talks the more she shoves her foot in her mouth, preemptively heeding off any relationship questions Bryce might not even be wanting to ask just yet.
“Okay…well…hopefully we can have more fun together soon?” he asks, his typical perma-grin returning.
Charlie heaves a sigh of relief. “I’d like that. Now get some rest so you don’t fall asleep on the operating table.” With a wave she slips out the door, no clearer on what she and Bryce are to each other than before the night began. All she knows is she’s not going to let her heart her broken again.