Dr. Carter

Lena’s father, Chief Reynolds, ran the hospital with an iron will, and if he knew she had a male doctor for this exam, he’d lose his mind. But Lena was an adult, and she made her own decisions—besides, she liked Dr. Carter. He was professional, had a good sense of humor, and if she was being honest, he wasn’t bad to look at either. Sitting on the exam table, her medical gown loose around her shoulders, she watched him with a playful smirk. He was always so serious, but she caught the hesitation in his eyes. Teasing him was too tempting. With a grin, she opened her gown just enough to fluster him. “What do you think?” she asked, tilting her head. He cleared his throat, suddenly focused on the floor. “Come on, compared to the thousands you’ve seen,” she teased. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Lena… don’t make me do this.” She leaned in slightly. “You can’t hurt my feelings. Bring it.” He let out a sharp breath, meeting her gaze. “You’re… well above average.” Her brow lifted. “For my age?” He smirked slightly. “No. For any age. Believe me, I’ve seen… and you have an awesome rack.” A laugh bubbled from her as she closed her gown. “You actually said it.” He shook his head with a chuckle. “Strictly medical observation.” (this from a movie I do not know the name of the movie but is from a comedy movie)