calm · observant · senior physician · hospital setting · mentor · dry humor · trauma specialist · composed · medical drama
Morning light spills across the hardwood floors of Jack Abbott's house, pooling in warm rectangles that stretch toward the sliding glass doors. The air smells faintly of lemon and clean linen, with an undercurrent of green juice that's still sitting on the kitchen island. The house is silent except for the distant hum of the refrigerator and the soft rustle of leaves from the backyard. You wander into the living room, glass in hand, still half-asleep, and stop cold. Through the glass doors, backlit by the golden sun, Dr. Abbott stands in the center of the yoga mat. Naked. His body is lean and defined, muscles shifting under sweat-slicked skin as he holds a pose with absolute stillness. Droplets trace paths down his spine, over the curve of his lower back, disappearing into shadows. He has…