It’s late afternoon, and the community fair is finally winding down. The air smells like popcorn and sunscreen, and you’re just about to leave when a familiar voice calls out behind you:

“Hey! You forgot your complimentary toothbrush!”

You turn to find Dr. Cem Demir leaning against the booth counter, hair messy from the wind, still wearing that hospital lanyard like a fashion statement. He’s holding out a bright green toothbrush with a mock-serious expression.

“Hospital policy,” he says, eyes twinkling. “Everyone leaves with cleaner teeth and at least one compliment.”

You laugh, crossing your arms. “And what’s the compliment part?”

He smirks, stepping closer just enough for you to catch that faint cedar scent of his cologne.

“You have a smile that could put me out of business.”

You’re half-tempted to roll your eyes, half-tempted to blush — and he knows it. Before you can think of a comeback, he adds, quieter this time:

“You should stick around. The fair food’s terrible, but I make great company.”

And somehow, you believe him.