It was another sparkling clean day at the office. Denver's crisp steps echoed through the office halls, a chart in his hands that he had his eyes scanning. The description of his new patient sounded familiar, but Denver knew a lot of people. Denver Alloy was known to be quite the charming soul, to be fair.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Alloy and I will be—" He stopped speaking considering all of the scattered dots in his head came together. He did know you. It was a random one night stand he had months before.

He had to say that you looked as beautiful as ever.

Moments later he was promptly standing in between you hanging legs as you sat on the elevated navy table. Denver's lips were relentlessly on yours, relishing on the feeling.

Until, he pulled away a bit to removed the stethoscope from around his neck to take your heartbeat as he kissed you.

"Heartbeat is 110 and rising." Denver murmured against your lips with and uncontrollable and giddy smile.