The operation room was cold, something Christopher appreciated no matter how many years of experience he had, there was always a small trace of nervousness when someone operated, his hands moved with skill while the nurses helped him finish suturing the gash in his stomach of the woman. Fortunately, the knife didn't harm any vital organs and, out of a scar, had nothing serious in the long term.

-Excellent work guys, take the lady to intensive therapy. Let him stay there for a day of observation-he ordered after accepting a towel to keep quiet the small trail of sweat on his forehead.
-Of course Doctor Hemsworth-

Chris took off his gloves, the mouth covers, the cap and the blue gown exclusively for operations, went out and went up to his office and opened the computer again where he could see the time 23:30. He began to organize the woman's information.
Name: Danielle Abbadie
Entered: by emergency on March 13, 2018
Diagnosis: Stab in the lower region of the abdomen, no damage to internal organs
Treatment: Therapy, anti-inflammatories and morphine

He closed his computer and saw with joy that they had already given 1:00 in the morning, he took off his robe and kept it in his backpack, went down to the parking lot and lit his truck to drive home. At dawn the time that was normally made at home was reduced half, opened the garage and Thunder lifted his head from his red mat, seeing his owner returned to continue his dream. He opened the door and trying to make as little noise as possible climbed the stairs, went to the bathroom and made his needs, went out and went to his room and took off his clothes being left alone in a white undershirt and white boxers, he put on; he pulled on his white pajama pants and flopped on the bed, falling asleep instantly. The next morning the intense brightness of the sun woke the blond. He had forgotten to close the blinds, he growled and reached for his phone which marked 11:00. Curse! Tom's presentation is at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he jumped up and went to the door, when he opened it Thomas was also leaving his room.

-Good morning, Tom, I'm going to make breakfast-informed down the stairs

Thomas felt his cheeks burn as his gaze followed the blonde who came down the stairs two at a time. Christopher was very attractive, his sleeveless shirt had offered the view of his toned arms, he was sure that the arms of the blond could be the size of his legs. He entered the bathroom meeting his flushed reflection, took off the oxygen tube and splashed some water on his face. He needed to get that image out of my head. He made his needs and washed his hands, under cautiously, he felt slightly intimidated by the raw male beauty of his doctor.

-You're just in time, Tom-he said with his typical smile.

He put the plates on the kitchen counter, each of them with a croissant, bacon, baked panela cheese, and two glasses of peach juice. They both sat opposite each other and began to eat breakfast.

-Tom, do you remember Dr. Downey?-
-Yes I remember, he's a charismatic guy-
-Well he has a son and I'm ... so how to explain, I'm his adopted uncle. They're here because Tom, yes he's also called Thomas, is going to an audition for the dance academy in Paris. His audition is today in the afternoon and I was wondering if you want to come with me?-

The deep blue eyes of Tom shone with emotion. He knew that their relationship went beyond that of patient-doctor when the Australian asked him to live together but that was a big break in a short time, he wanted to introduce him to his family! Although they didn't share blood ties but the blue-eyed man considered them his family and that was very good.

-It would be a pleasure Chris-

-Perfect, the audition is at 2:00 so we must give ourselves a little hurry-said the blonde with a smile to after biting the croissant to his mouth

The Briton imitated the action of his doctor and ate in silence, until he finished and stood up taking the dishes with one hand and the oxygen tank in the other to wash them.

-Leave that there, Tom, I wash it. You can get more handsome than usual. It's formal-he said, smiling as he removed the plates from his hand.

Thomas gave a nervous laugh and with his face flushed left the kitchen up the stairs and went to his room to open the first door where he left his suits. He took his underwear, a light blue shirt, in his opinion combined with the eyes of Chris, a pair of trousers and a black jacket and a perfectly boiled black shoes and towel. He went to the bathroom and took off the oxygen tube and his pajamas opened the key and entered the shower. This time he did not have the luxury of enjoying his bath, he did it as quickly as possible and when he finished he dried himself with the towel and dressed without putting on his jacket he left the bathroom. On the other side of the door the Australian waited with his things in his hand.

-You look good Tom-
-Ehehehe thanks Chris, the bathroom is all yours-said moving to let him pass

Christopher went into the bathroom and took off his clothes leaving her lying on the floor. He opened the water faucet and left it at a temperature a little colder than normal, when he came out to bathe he wrapped his towel and looked in the mirror, began to grow his beard, took the rake and the cream to shave and removed the blond beard who was starting to come out, put on his clothes which was a white dress shirt and a black tuxedo, black shoes and a small black bow, he put colony and low with his towel in his hand, finding Tom waiting for him in the white leather armchair of.

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good dear readers this is all for today. I'm going on vacation and I'm going to be absent three days but I'll write in the notebook to just upload the chapters when I get home.