Shawn was too stunned to speak. His mouth gaped at the sight of the doctor's appearance. But what did he say? Scouring the what? Shawn wondered.
Standing more than a foot taller than him, the doctor who was obviously an alpha, was like a perfect sculpture displayed in an art gallery made by the hands of God himself!
The man exuded an almost otherworldly allure, a blend of untamed charm and captivating mystery. His golden curls, pulled back into a casual, low bun, glint like strands of sunlight, casting a soft halo that only enhances his striking presence. The tiny rubber band holding his hair together adds a touch of effortless nonchalance, suggesting he's just as comfortable saving lives as he is breaking hearts.
There was an air of rebellion about him, a subtle bad boy vibe in his piercing gaze, and the confident way he carried himself as if he was aware of what he could make someone feel with just his dominating presence.
