//Thanks babe!//
“Hi Michael. I’m Y/N and I’ll be your phys- uh physical therapist.”  He was tall, muscular and handsome as hell. Just the type of juicehead you always fall for.

He offered his hand out to shake, “nice to meet you.” He grinned and you thought you’d melt right on the spot. “Call me Mike.” Talk about lust at first sight.

Looking over his chart you saw the cause of injury, “GSW, left shoulder.” You raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Okay. Follow me. We’ll start with some range of motion, then we’ll do some light strength exercises.” You directed him to a chair.

“You’re the boss”, he replied. He slipped off his jacket to reveal a tight T-shirt underneath, which you couldn’t help but appreciate. 

The two of you chatted while you went through his therapy. At the end, you instructed him on exercises and stretches he could do at home before his next appointment. 

“Thanks Y/N.“ He stood there for a few somewhat awkward seconds. He opened his mouth a couple times but didn’t say anything.

 “Okay, so I need to go. Uh, my next patient is here.” You rocked on your heels.

 “No, Uh, wait.” He blew out a lungful of air and  scratched the back of his head. “I’d like to take you out for coffee this evening. I know it’s a little forward but…”