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It was purely an artistic pursuit at first.
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Or: What if your coworker was your muse. And also the love of your life.
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Jack leaned back into the driver's seat, looking far too pleased with himself. “Careful, Mohan. Keep complimenting me like that and I might start thinking you like me.”
“Don't push it.”
His smile only widened as he started the car. “You’ll see. You’re gonna fall in love with me soon enough.”
Or same age med students au
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Pope holds out his hand to her. In his palm is a bolt, stainless steel, hexagonal head. Anodized a warm, dark brown, made to match the safe it was attached to.
She takes it and turns it over, brow furrowed. "What is this?"
"A bolt."
"I can— I can see that much. Why are you giving me a bolt?"
He likes how it looks in her hand. "It’s the same color as your eyes."
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Pope Cody likes Samira Mohan very much and is going to do some breaking and entering about it.
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“Why are you hungry in my house?”
“Because it’s where I’m staying?” He scratches at the back of his neck, head tilted in confusion. “Did Dev not tell you?”
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Samira’s brother’s friend is staying with them for the summer.
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He doesn’t stop looking at her as he carefully pushes a curl back behind her ear, the soft flush spreading across her brown skin growing warmer beneath his gaze.
“Sweetheart.”
She tilts her head up.
“You wanna come back here? You come back.”
His thumb brushes lightly against her cheek.
“I'll wait for you.”
The sides of her lips turn up, slowly.
“And if you wanna stay in New York," he continues quietly, refusing to look away, “then you stay in New York. Go be the future of medicine.”
at dana's thanksgiving dinner, jack admires samira.
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- Part 2 of mohabbat
