He thought he smelled a set-up but, his patient came first. Peter Wilson was pushing thirty, single, and spent most of his time working to make the Inglewood clinic a model for patient care. He chose his staff carefully and had no regrets. At times, he wondered if he should have put a bit more emphasis on his personal life. His parents were touring and his only sibling, a sister, played in a band and was on the road. He thought she was performing in Japan at the moment. He’d grown fond of a certain patient over the past three years. Russell Bennett was good looking, charming, and funny as heck. He could easily fall for a man like him. He felt that his professional life couldn’t cross over to the personal. He intended to provide the best care he could for the man. He picked up his cell to call and schedule his colonoscopy.
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