Never His Secret Girlfriend Again
Language: en
The department organized a welcome dinner for our newest surgeon. To keep up the illusion of professional distance, Wesley—my secret boyfriend of three years—chose a seat at the far end of the long dining table, as far away from me as possible. Halfway through the meal, Dr. Cooper glanced back and forth between Wesley and Sabrina, a conspiratorial smirk playing on his lips. "Come on, Wesley," Dr. Cooper teased, tapping his glass. "You’ve stayed single all these years... you weren't just holding out for Sabrina to finish her fellowship abroad, were you? Back in med school, you two were…