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“Dr. Abbot is not working today. He is not your attending,” Robby said, words clipped, low and harsh. His eyes bulged, bloodshot. “And it never occurred to you that Abbot only said that because he wants to sleep with you?”
Samira opened her mouth to respond, the synapses in her brain mid-fire as she paused to process Robby’s words.
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27 Jun 2026
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Samira has long known that being friends with Robby is a character flaw. It had just never seemed so damning until now. It itched at her inion whenever Jack stared at her from across the ED. She pushed it away when he emailed case studies, because he was the only person not related to her who emailed her at all. She ignored it because she liked the way his callused hands brushed against the soft skin of her inner thighs and how his warm tongue felt heavy in her mouth. She craved the goosebump tingle that seemed to pulse at every nerve ending, at every millimeter of skin, whenever Jack’s attention focused solely on her at the end of a long day.
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27 Jun 2026
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Jack Abbot is eighteen years old when he gives up on having a soulmate.
Samira Mohan never imagines that she’ll have a soulmate.
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Samira Mohan doesn’t lose- Well, except maybe to anyone coached by Jack Abbot. The infuriatingly composed legend is responsible for every professional defeat on her record.
So when she’s knocked out of Wimbledon by a 17 year-old, coached by Jack, of course- Samira thinks it can’t get worse. Then he’s named head coach of Team USA for the Paris Olympics.
If she wants the one title she’s never won- Olympic gold- she’ll have to train under the man who’s not only outmaneuvered her for years, but who haunts her thoughts and dreams far more than she’d like to admit.
She hates him.
At least, she thinks she does.
But the more time they spend together, the more she's unsure what burns hotter- resentment, or something far more dangerous. -
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Samira thought that if Jack Abbot could sleep with his nose buried in her cunt he just might.
It had been a little strange at first, she'd felt a twinge of not shame per se but… perhaps bashfulness when Jack would gleefully eat her out post-shift and pre-shower.
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23 Jun 2026