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She reached a hand out, slowly, letting it rest on the pavement just beside his, not quite touching. Her breath slowed deliberately, audibly, trying to coax him into syncing with it. She gave him numbers, the quiet rhythm of them like a metronome—four in, hold, six out. Again. Again.
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09 Jan 2026
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“Robby force you to take a break?” he asks when she’s close enough to not have to yell.
“Yeah.”
“Me too,” he huffs. “Like he’s my superior or something. Asshole.”
Samira laughs, bending down to put her coffee down, balancing her sandwich on the lid, and then leans her forearms on the railing, far enough away to still be able to look at the side of his face, but close enough that she feels a little more confident she’ll be able to do something if he… Well. “Should you be sitting over there?” she asks, staring at the slight slope of his nose, the shadow of his eyelashes across on the top of his freckled cheekbone.
“Probably not,” he answers in a casual tone. “At least I’m sitting.”
That doesn’t comfort her very much, but she figures there’s no point in fighting him on it, so she turns and sits down with her back against the warm metal, mirroring him. “You want half of my sandwich?” she offers, twisting her upper body to hold it out to him.
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“You know my dad’s in love with you right?”
Samira must have misheard.
Maybe Lucy had been speaking to someone else.
She must have fallen asleep in Dana’s backyard, comatose from the pitcher of strawberry margarita’s she had downed in the last three hours. It was the only excuse, the only plausible reason Lucy Abbot had just told her that her father, Jack Abbot was in love with her.
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Or only one Abbot is willing to tell Samira how he feels and it sure isn't Jack
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Samira takes a temporary night rotation to get some distance. It doesn’t last.
Slow-burn medical codependency with post-it flirting, trauma-induced restraint, and a diagnosis neither of them wants to read out loud.
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“Anyway, you have lives to save, I won’t keep you.”
“I want to be kept. You got another minute?”
She feels her body go numb at his words. Nerves running through her stomach. She smiles without meeting his eyes.
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5 times Abbot and Mohan obliviously flirted with each other, and the 1 time something came of it.