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The package arrived at the next morning around lunch time. You brought it into the house and set it on the kitchen counter. You already know what’s in the box. You’ve looked at your recent order from Amazon multiple times since Jack said he bought some things from you, but seeing it on your phone and seeing it in person are very different things.

“Just open it.” You say for the third time as you stare at the package. You reach for the scissors in the drawer and open the box. Inside there are a couple of dresses, some random items that had been in your cart for a while, and underneath all that a few sets of lingerie.

“Oh my god.” You pick up a pair of lacy underwear and a bra that matches. It is something that you would buy if you had the money and the reason to wear it. Everything that Jack bought is beautiful and most definitely way out of your budget. You probably should tell him that you appreciate all the items but it’s too much. Also, how are you supposed to work with him tonight when he bought you underwear?

You put everything back in the box and toss it on your bed before heading into work. Thankfully, the shift is nonstop madness and you just get glimpses of Jack. With the last hour left of your shift, you’re thinking you dodged a bullet on dealing with the package situation.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” You look up from a chart and see Jack leaning on the counter looking at you.

“Dr. Abbot. Hi.” You tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. “I haven’t been avoiding you. It’s just been a hectic shift.”

Jack lowers his voice and leans a little closer. “If I’m buying you date clothes, you get to call me Jack. But if it makes you uncomfortable, you can save Jack for our date.”

You’re pretty sure you look like a gold fish, because you know you keep opening and shutting your mouth trying to say something. “You absolutely cannot say things like that at work and expect me to come up with a good response.”

“I’m pretty sure that blush is all the answer I need.” He leans closer now. “Tell me. Did you blush when you opened the package this morning?”

You actually felt like your heart skipped a beat. Who’s that bold at work?!

Jack looks at you for a beat. He takes his thumb and index finger and places them on your chin, guiding your head so that you’re looking at him. “I’m done teasing you, sweetheart.”

When you finally have the capacity for words you say, “Thank you for the package. Everything was beautiful. It was unnecessary.”

Jack gives you a smirk as he releases your chin. “It was absolutely necessary. I told you that you deserve nice things. Plus, looking at both our schedules, you need some options for Thursday since we’re both off that day.”

“This Thursday?”

“Yes. So you might want to try on those items I got you to make sure they fit. If they don’t, it gives me time to buy you something else.”

Jack’s name gets called out as someone needs his help in an exam room. Before he heads that way, he looks at you again. “You can always send me pictures of the ones that work out if you need help picking.”

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Jack hears about your disaster of a date that you had last night when he’s passing by the nurses stations. You’re not talking loudly but enough that he can catch the gist of what your night was like.

“I’m telling you, he started out ok, but he turned out to be too handsy.” You’re telling a nurse. “His hand would always end up on my thigh or my back. I had to fake an emergency to get out.”

Later on in the shift, Jack finds you in the break room. You’re eating a granola bar as you scroll on your phone, adding things to your Amazon cart, not paying attention to what’s going on around you. He leans over your shoulder and looks at your phone. “That’s a nice dress.”

You startle, almost dropping your phone. “Dr. Abbot. Hi.”

“May I?” Jack nods towards your phone asking to see it.

“Oh. Um. Okay.” You hand your phone over to Jack.

Jack takes the phone and spends a moment scrolling and tapping. Someone pops their head in the room asking for you, and you automatically go to help not thinking to grab your phone.

Before the shift ends a couple hours later, Jack finds you leaning against the counter. He holds out your phone. “Here’s your phone back.”

“Oh. Thank you. I didn’t realize that I left it with you.”

Jack leans a little closer to you. “You’ll be getting a package tomorrow.”

“I will? Why?”

“I bought the things in your cart.” He pauses before saying, “I also may have added some things as well.”

You stare at Jack, not really sure what the response should be in this situation. “I… um… what? Why are you buying me things?”

“You deserve nice things. Plus, when I take you out I wanted to make sure you have options to pick from.”

You feel the beginning of a blush spread across your cheeks. “I was unaware that we were going out.”

Jack steps closer and whispers, “We are. The next shift we both have off, I’m taking you to dinner. You good with that plan, sweetheart?”

You nod. “I. Yes. That plan is good.”

Jack takes a step back. “Good. I look forward to seeing what you wear. I think I added some items you’ll like.” His voice gets a little lower. “I know I’ll like it.”

You know that you’re on thin ice. You may have pushed Jack too far. Wanting to avoid him telling you that you’re being a brat, you come up with a plan to distract him.

You unzip your pants and pull off your shirt, both of which ends up on his floor. You feel Jack tracking your every move. Next, you unhook your bra and shimmy out of your panties.

“I know what you’re doing.” Jack says. “Come sit on my lap, sweetheart, and let’s see if you can distract me.”

You step closer to Jack, who’s sitting on his couch. He pulls his sweatpants down to his thighs. Jack then places his hands on your hips, guiding you to straddle him.

“Fuck baby.” Jack rasps when you sink onto him, his head falls to the back of the couch. He grips your hips and forces you to move at a punishing pace.

As you start to feel the beginning of your orgasm, Jack stops his movements and holds your hips in place. You try to move but his grip is strong. He brings his lips close to your ear. “Sweetheart. You know I’m not letting this argument go just because your pussy is squeezing me right now, right?”

You blink at Jack and try to move. “Jack. Seriously?”You try to move, needing some friction. He gives your ass a smack.

“Tell me you’re sorry and that you won’t do it again.”

You think about pouting and telling him to fuck off, but he tilts his hips just right and the urge to cum is too overwhelming. “Jack. I didn’t mean it. I promise. I won’t do it again.” You try to wiggle in his lap.

He holds you still for one more moment. “That wasn’t so hard was it now?” Jack grips the back of your head with one of his hands and kisses you as he starts to guide you along his dick again.

The next couple of minutes has both of you filling the room with the sounds of moans and skin slapping together.

“Wait. What is happening?” You’re confused on why Dr. Robby followed you to a supply closet and turned you around to face him.

“We don’t have much time and you’ll need to be quiet.” Robby unties your scrub pants and slides his hand down them as his other hand brings your face closer to his.

“I …. What? … Dr. Robby?” You’re trying to figure out what is going on, but his hands are finding places on you that is making it difficult to form a complete thought.

Robby realizes that you’re not really participating in this as much as he thought you would. He opens his eyes and sees the confusion in yours. He immediately drops his hands and steps back.

“Jesus fucking Christ! Did I just assault you?!” Robby paces the floor of the supply closet, wiping his hand down his face.

“No! Well, maybe a little but it’s not a bad thing. I just wasn’t expecting you to um…” You’re at a loss of words so you just kinda vaguely wave you hand around making Robby remember just a short moment ago he had his hand down your scrubs.

Robby huffs out a breathe. “Didn’t expect your attending to corner you in a supply closet and shove his hand down your pants as he kissed you?! I thought you were giving me signals and wanted this.”

“Oh.” You desperately try to remember your interactions with Robby today and are coming up short. “What signals?”

“What do you mean what signals? Baby, you’ve been driving me nuts the last few shifts with all your signals.” He looks at your face and can tell that you’re at a loss for words at the moment. Maybe all the moments he thought meant something were really you just being nice.

“Fuck me. I can’t believe I just did that.” He turns around and faces the door.

You walk up beside him and place a hand on his shoulder. “Robby.” He turns around to face you. “I was just a little shocked. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to continue.”

You feel his eyes roaming over your face to make sure you’re sincere. He steps a little closer. “I’m going to need you to start this Baby. I don’t want any confusion on where you stand and what you want to do.” His face is just inches from yours now. “You want my hand down your pants again, you need to put it there. You want my lips on yours, you lean in first.”

You grab on to his shirt and pull him closer, kissing him. “I want this.” After a moment you take his hand and bring it towards the edge of your pants and underwear. “More of this too, please.”

“So polite.” He kisses you and leads you towards the wall. His hand rests at your waist pulling you closer to him. “You should know, before this goes farther that I don’t want to see you in here with anybody else. Got it? Once we do this, I’m the only one who’s touching you at work.”

“Yes.” You nod your head quickly, wanting him to continue what he started.

“Now that that’s settled, be a good girl and place your hands on the wall and tilt those hips.”

He turns you around so that you’re facing the wall. He slides your pants and underwear down to the ground and kicks your legs apart. “I’ll go slow next time, baby. Promise.”

You hear his pants fall to the ground and he takes a moment to adjust your stance. “Remember to be quiet.” He says in your ear as he lines himself up to your entrance. He doesn’t give much of a warning before he plunges himself into you. The pace that he sets is rough. At one point he puts his hand over your mouth when you get too loud.

“That’s it baby.” He pants in your ear. “God you’re so fucking tight.”

It’s not long after that when he finds the right angle and you’re seeing spots in your vision. A couple of his fingers find your clit and start to rub tight circles. “Let go, babygirl” You cum a moment later, with Robby following right behind you.

A moment passes, as you both catch your breath. You’re a bit squished between the wall and Robby. He gives your neck a kiss before peeling away from you. He quickly pulls his pants up before helping you with yours. He smoothes down your hair and fixes your I’d badge. As he guides you to the door, he bends a bit to whisper in your ear. “Remember what I said. No one else touches you but me. Got it?”

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You wore a red skirt for your date with Jack. You’re pretty sure it’s date, but honestly it could just be wishful thinking. You weren’t sure how to dress when a man tells you he’s going to spoil you.

Jack picks you up at your place right at the time he told you he would be there. He even comes to your door and knocks to get you. When you open the door, he greets you with a smirk and looks down to see you are in fact wearing some red.

“You do look go in red.”

The drive to the restaurant isn’t far. Once Jack parks, he gets out and opens your door placing his hand on the small of your back. When you walk into the restaurant, you realize it’s fancier than what you’re use to.

“This place is really nice.” You look around as the host takes you to your seats. Once seated, you open up the menu and see the options, which are more than you would spend on yourself.

“Hey. Look at me for a moment”

You place the menu on the table and meet Jack’s gaze. He reaches his hand across the table and his fingers find your pulse point. He smiles a bit. “Don’t be nervous, sweetheart. This is just two people enjoying time together.”

The waiter comes back and gets your order. The wait for the food isn’t terribly long and you find yourself relaxing as the conversation flows. It starts out as work conversation then flows into more getting to know you topics, continuing even after the food arrives.

When the check is dropped off at the table, you reach your hand out for it. Jack places his hand on top of yours. “While I appreciate the reach, I did say that I was going to spoil you so this is my treat.” He takes his card out of his wallet and places it inside the holder for the waiter to take when he walks by the table.

“Thank you, dinner was amazing.”

“So was the company.” He says, making you blush. Jack looks at the blush spreading down your neck. “My compliments look good on you.”

The waiter brings back the card and has Jack sign the receipt. Jack pockets his card and asks if you’re ready to head out. He stands when you do and guides you out of the restaurant.

The ride back to your place is relaxed with Jack glancing at you at every light. When you arrive at your building, Jack walks you back up to your place.

“Thank you for tonight. I had a really good time.”

“I’m glad sweetheart. I’m planning on doing this again.” He steps closer and tucks some hair behind your ear. “You looked beautiful tonight.”

You swear he’s making you blush on purpose, feeling the heat rise on your cheeks. Jack looks at you and smirks.

At the end of the shift a few people decide to go across the street to the small park. You’ve never been asked to go, there’s always an open invitation, but you feel a bit odd just tagging along without someone specifically asking for you to join.

You put your bag across your shoulder and start to head towards the doors. Jack is saying something to Robbie as you pass by him, he tells you to wait a moment as he wraps things up with Robbie. You’re assuming it’s just something about the shift you finished.

When Robbie walks away, Jack puts his hand on the top of your back guiding you out of the hospital. “You did good today sweetheart.“

“Oh. Thanks.” You notice that Jack is guiding you away from the parking lot and towards the park. “Where are we going?”

“You had some tough cases come in tonight. Thought you could use some fun. Come on.” He guides you the rest of the way until you see some familiar faces. He nods towards a bench for you sit down at and joins you a moment later with a drink for you.

“Thanks.” You take the drink as he sits down next to you, close enough that your thighs are touching.

After a while, the exhaustion catches up with you. Your head tilts a bit towards Jack’s shoulder, and he raises his arm and places it around your shoulder. “Sorry.” You look up at him after you realize that you’re using him as a pillow.

“Don’t worry about it sweetheart. You had a long night.” He takes your head and places it back on his shoulder.

You don’t have the strength to really put up a fight. You settle in a bit closer to Jack, who seems to tuck you into his side. He briefly kisses the top of your head and whispers, “Let me finish this drink and I’ll make sure that you get home.”

You nod your head to acknowledge him, and what seems like a few minutes later, you and Jack are walking back to the parking lot. His hand is on the small of your back as he guides you to his car and not yours. “Oh, my car is just around the corner.” You start to dig for your keys.

“I’m driving you. You’re exhausted and I need to make sure you actually get home”. Jack says as he unlocks his car.

“What about my car? I can’t exactly drive to work tomorrow without a car.” You’re still digging for your keys, which are probably at the very bottom of the bag.

“I’ll take you. I’ll pick you up before shift. Come on, get in my car.” He opens the passenger door for you.

You hesitate. You know you’re tired, but are you too exhausted to drive? You start contemplating what to do.

“Get in the car sweetheart. I’m taking you home.” Jack guides you into the car.

When he gets in the car, he plugs in his phone. “Alright, give me your address.” You recite the street address and he puts the car in drive.

“Thank you for taking me home, and for inviting me to hang out at the park.” You whisper as the drive lulls you to sleep.

“Sweetheart, stop with the puppy eyes. You know what they do to me.”

“Please Jack.” You jut your bottom lip out just a tad more.

He pulls you closer until there’s no space left between you. Jack takes his thumb and pushes your bottom lip back in. Your tongue slips out from between your lips to lick his thumb.

“You’re playing a dangerous game darling.” He walks you backward until you hit the wall behind you.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You sure about that? I’m pretty sure you were just giving me the sad eyes a moment ago because I wasn’t caving.” He smirks as he kisses your forehead. “Now you’re practically grinding against my leg.”

Realizing that his knee is between your legs and you’ve been trying to get the right amount pressure to where you desperately need it.

“You’re that desperate to get off that you can’t wait can you?” Jack holds your hips still.

“I just need you, Jack.”

Jack chuckles. “You’re going to be the end of me. Here I was wanting to take my time with you tonight, but you can’t wait can you?”

“I just want you now and probably later too.” You look up at Jack and give his jaw a kiss. “You should be flattered that your girl wants to be naked with you all the time.”

You sink onto Jack’s length slowly.

Jack grits his teeth. “Jesus Christ. You’re tight.” He grips your hips to hold you still for a moment.

“Jack. I need to move.” You roll your hips, testing his grip.

“Sweetheart, you make it really hard for me to take my time when you move like that.” He captures your lips in a searing kiss as he guides your hips to the pace he wants.

As moans fill the room, the pace gets sloppy. His grip on you tightens, enough where there’s probably going to be some marks tomorrow.

Jack’s thumb finds your clit and your vision goes spotty when he applies the right amount of pressure.

“Jack. I’m…I’m gonna…”

“I know. I’m right there with you.”

You cry his name out as you tighten around his length. Moments later, Jack is right behind you.

As you lay on Jack’s chest catching your breath, you pick your head up and look at Jack. “You’re really good at sex.”

Jack lets out a surprised laugh. “Did you just compliment my ability to make you cum?”

“Yes, I did. You got skills Dr. Abbot.”

Jack hears that you haven’t had a real meal in forever. He passes by when you’re talking to a nurse, saying you’ve been surviving on frozen meals and granola bars.

He catches you later that night by yourself. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but your next night off is in two days.”

You turn towards Jack and find that he is almost pressed against you. “Dr. Abbot. Hi. Um, yes. I’m not scheduled to work then. Do I need to cover someone?”

Jack smirks and leans on the counter. “No, you don’t have to cover. You do have plans with me though.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I’m taking you out. Give me your address and I’ll pick you up.” He tells you, taking out his phone to get your address. Noticing a long pause and realizing you’re just staring at him. “Say yes, sweetheart.”

You nod. “Yes.”

“Good. I’m going to spoil you.” Jack whispers to you after you agreed to go to dinner with him.

Jack has you pressed against the kitchen counter, your back pressed against his chest. You offered to help dry the dishes because Jack cooked the meal.

“You missed a spot sweetheart.” He says as his hand goes from your waist to your stomach and slowly makes its way south.

“You’re distracting me.” Laying the towel on the counter and pressing back into his chest.

“Would you like me to stop?” His hand an inch from finding out just how much you don’t want him to stop.

“Don’t you dare.” You turn around in his arms and kiss him.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He takes your chin and tilts your head so that he has full access to your neck. He starts out with a few light kisses before he adds more pressure.

“Do not give me a hickey, Jack. I mean it.”

You feel him smirk against your throat. “Just letting people know who you belong too.”

“You wouldn’t like it if I do the same to you.”

Jack walks you towards the bedroom. “Baby, you can put that mouth anywhere you want and mark me.”

Two orgasms later, you’re both catching your breath in bed. Jack pushes some of your hair out of your face and behind your ear. You see him smirk.

“Jack, tell me you didn’t mark me.”

“I’ll say anything you want sweetheart.”

You let out a small groan. “It’s a good thing you made me unable to get up, or else I’d be complaining about the marks that I’m sure are there.”

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Jack has you pinned against the supply room door, after he unceremoniously pulled you in under the guise of an actual work related thing.

“Look what you made me do sweetheart. You couldn’t let me just take you home after shift and fuck you on the bed. No, you had to wiggle that ass in front of me all shift. You think I didn’t catch you grazing your ass across my dick during that procedure?” He whispers into your ear as he presses you close to his body.

“Jack, I didn’t mean it. I swear.”

He grabs the chair that is in the corner and sits down. He looks at you and motions with his hand like go on. “Come on baby. Since you just couldn’t wait, you got about five minutes to get off. Go on, take those panties off and come sit here.”

“Jack!” You’ve never seen him be this bold at work before.

He grabs your waist to pull you closer and unties your scrubs. He slowly pulls them and your underwear down, noticing how ready you are for him. He pulls his scrubs down and underwear down to his thighs and pulls you onto him. Your whimpers and moans are caught by his mouth. He takes your head and guides it to his shoulder.

“Sweetheart, this is going to be fast. I need you to keep quiet. Bite my shoulder if you need to.”

The pace is rough, but it’s not long until you’re clenching around his length chasing your release. You bite on his shoulder to keep a particularly loud moan from spilling out. Jack grunts in your ear as he spills inside you a moment later.

“Next time, don’t make me do this. I’d much rather take my time with you in my bed.” He pats your butt, signaling you to get off his lap. He pulls your underwear and pants back up before he stands and does the same thing.

The case he has been working on finally had a break and everyone got to walk away from it, which is a win in Jubal’s book. He walks into his place and tosses his keys in the bowl by the door. He hears some music playing from the kitchen and walks in to see you making dinner. He says “Hey sweetheart” loud enough for you to hear him so he doesn’t startle you. You turn around and wrap your arms around his neck. Your sweet quick peck on his lips has him claiming your mouth with a hunger. He presses you up against the counter as his badge and phone, which are attached to his belt, dig into you. He turns the stove off and says dinner can wait. As you’re walking into the bedroom, Jubal takes a moment to toss his phone and badge on the nightstand. He also unholsters his gun and places it in his safe. As he walks back towards you, he unbuttons his shirt and tells you to take off your clothes. Once you’re both naked, he has you lay on the bed and crawls over you with his arms planted on either side of your head. He says that you look so beautiful underneath him. You don’t have time to reply before he pushes inside you. He whispers praises in your ear as he sets a punishing pace. He tells you how you were made for him and how good you feel.

I hope you find some joy throughout your day.

This year has had its terrible moments. My mom, who was my best friend, passed away a year ago. The holidays and really everything in general don’t seem as magical anymore. I’m hoping to reclaim that magic piece by piece in the upcoming year.

I have fallen down the rabbit hole that is Jubal Valentine - please don’t send help I’m liking it here.

Why are there hardly any fanfics for this man though? As much as I love Richie Jerimovich, this man may have to be my next writing goal.