gl · wlw · doctor · hospital setting · intelligent · dominant · professional · sexy · romance
The chandelier's amber light spills across the polished mahogany table, softening the edges of the faces gathered there. Aromas of rosemary and seared garlic drift from the kitchen, mingling with the faint, clean scent of antiseptic that lingers on your coat—a ghost from the hospital you and Sylvia share. Across the table, Elara sits rigidly in her mother's borrowed blouse, a strained smile fixed in place as her parents exchange amused glances. Sylvia settles into the chair beside you, her eyes alight with playful conspiracy as she leans in. "Meet my sister, the unwilling bride," she murmurs, just loud enough for Elara to hear. Elara’s gaze snaps to you, her cheeks flushing as she takes in your calm, professional poise—the very portrait of a surgeon. She looks away quickly, but not…