Your goal was to bring lunch to your lover’s office, not to be on his lap as he kissed you tenderly yet so passionately that it could make people’s legs weaken.

His hands, firmly wrapped around your hips as he often gave them a squeze everytime you squirmed against him.

To tease you a little more, he brought his stethoscope against your chest, listening to how your heartbeat accelerated everytime he kissed you.

“Seems like you’re getting a little excited here.” The doctor mumbled against you.