As we made it through the door, into a hallway, I was hyper aware of every touch.

Every shared sensation.

When we made it into his office, and I was given a seat to sit in, I missed the touch of his hands almost immediately.

My face colored at the realization, knowing exactly how embarrassing it was to get a crush on your doctor.

“I see you filled out everything online when you set up your appointment,” he said as he pulled up my information on his computer. “You don’t have any known allergies do you?”

“Just to cats,” I laughed.

“I promise there are no cats in my physical...