hapter 20: The First Touch
Adam’s brow furrowed as he stared at Irene. There was something unsettling about having a woman in his space, especially one who kept throwing his carefully ordered world into
chaos.
“What do you mean lie down?” Thomas’s voice carried a note of surprise, bordering on
alarm.
Irene’s response came with the calm assurance of someone who’d done this countless times before, though inside she was acutely aware of the tension radiating from Adam. “Well, how else am I supposed to examine his legs?” She turned to address the triplets perched attentively in the living room. “Okay kids, stay put and behave, alright?”
“Yes, Mom!” three voices chimed in perfect unison.
“And no interrupting during the examination.”
“We’ll be good!” They nodded solemnly, though their eyes sparkled with barely contained
excitement.
Thomas shifted uncomfortably, glancing between his boss and the petite doctor. “Should we… use the sofa, or would the bedroom be better?” The question came out hesitantly, his mind racing through potential awkward scenarios. After all, Adam wasn’t exactly known for letting people – especially women into his personal space.
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“If possible, a bed would be ideal,” Irene replied, her tone purely professional. “The flat surface allows for better blood circulation. But if that’s not an option, the sofa will do.”
Thomas looked to Adam, waiting for his reaction. After a moment of tense silence, Adam
gave a curt nod. “The bedroom.”
The master bedroom was exactly what you’d expect from someone like Adam – sleek, modern, dominated by blacks and whites. The kind of space that screamed ‘bachelor pad‘ but with an edge of sophisticated restraint. No woman had ever been allowed in this sanctuary before. Irene took in the space with clinical detachment, her focus entirely professional.
Thomas bustled around, adjusting lights and gathering pillows. He switched off the air conditioning, then fiddled with the bed’s electronic controls until it reached an optimal
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Chapter 20. The First Touch
height. Meanwhile, Adam transferred himself from the wheelchair to the bed, brushing off any attempts to help with a sharp look that brooked no argument. His movements were stiff but determined, each gesture a statement of independence.
“You have medical equipment here, right? I’ll need some for the examination,” Irene said, watching Adam settle himself.
“Oh yeah, we’ve got a fully equipped medical room. I’ll grab whatever you need.” Thomas practically sprinted from the room, returning moments later with an impressive array of medical equipment. From basic examination tools to sophisticated diagnostic devices, it was clear no expense had been spared.
Irene inspected each piece methodically, nodding with approval. “Nice. These will do.”
Thomas couldn’t help but frown slightly. “Dr. Sterling, these seem rather… basic? Given Mr. Haven’s condition-”
“The most advanced equipment doesn’t always provide the answers we need,” Irene cut in smoothly. “Sometimes it’s the fundamental examinations that reveal overlooked details. Previous treatments have clearly been ineffective, so we need to reassess from the ground
up.”
Thomas blinked, then bowed slightly. “I apologize for my presumption.” His expression showed newfound respect for this woman who’d published groundbreaking papers in neurosurgery and pioneered several surgical techniques.
When Irene’s fingers first made contact with his leg, Adam’s entire body tensed. It had been years since he’d allowed a woman this close, and his natural instinct was to pull away. Her fingers made direct contact with his bare skin as she pushed his pant leg up, and the warmth of her touch sent unexpected sparks of awareness through his body. But her clinical movements remained impersonal as she assessed muscle condition and nerve
response.
Thomas watched from his position near the door, fascination warring with concern on his face. In all his years working for Adam, he’d never seen anyone affect his boss quite like this. The great Adam, who could reduce corporate rivals to stammering messes with a single look, was practically squirming under the calm, professional attention of this petite
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