Fever Pitch Temptation

"Bang!" The door to the infirmary suddenly slammed open, and a slender figure staggered in. I turned around from the medicine cabinet, surprised to see none other than one of the school's most popular figures—Alissa Saul, the basketball babe and the cheerleading captain of the basketball team. She leaned against the doorframe, her body covered in scrapes, especially her knee, which was still bleeding steadily. She looked a mess, but her expression was pure fury. Normally, this girl had a whole entourage following her wherever she went, and there was always a line of guys waiting to fawn over her. But now, here she was, coming in to tend to her own wounds alone. Although I was curious, I quickly helped her sit down and prepared to disinfect the cuts. As I worked, I casually asked, "How'd this happen?" Alissa rolled her eyes, clearly irritated. "During training..." If she'd been injured during cheerleading practice, there was no way she'd be alone in the infirmary—she'd most likely have a whole crowd following her. She clearly didn't want to tell the truth, so I just focused on treating her wound. "This cut on your knee is pretty deep. You'll need some local anesthesia and a few stitches. Go lie down on the bed." Once she was on the bed, Alissa started fiddling with her phone, sending messages and snapping a few pictures of her injury—probably planning to post them on f*******: or something. I finished tending her wound in less than ten minutes. I said to her, "You can't leave just yet. Rest here for about 30 minutes until the anesthesia wears off, then I'll check again." "Sure, Dr. Everly." In just a few minutes, her mood flipped completely. From being angry a second ago, she was now grinning, clearly pleased with whatever was happening on her phone. I went back to preparing the meds and pulled the curtain around her bed for some privacy. As I walked back to the medicine cabinet, I nearly bumped into someone else who'd barged in. I looked up, startled, and blurted out, "Owen?!" Who didn't know him? Owen was the shining star of Alaxphilia University and the captain of the baseball team, with perfect skills and an even better physique. He was the kind of guy every girl on campus drooled over, including me. He was tall and solid, easily 6'3". I mentally muttered the exact height. He'd rushed in, his face a little flushed with sweat, which only made him even more attractive. 'Wow, he's such a sight. No wonder I've been crushing on him for ages,' I thought to myself but kept my expression neutral. I asked in a tone as professional as possible, "Did you get hurt?" But I retorted in my heart, 'No, he's Owen Griffith, the school's superstar. He's got a personal team doctor, so why the hell is he at the school infirmary?' As if reading my thoughts, Owen flashed me a bright, carefree smile. "I'm looking for someone." His gaze shifted toward the curtain, where Alissa had lifted it slightly and was winking at him. "I can't wait any longer. Dr. Everly said I need to stay here for half an hour." "Half an hour's not nearly enough." Owen chuckled, his deep voice rich with amusement. Before I could process what was happening, I felt something solid and warm being tossed in my arms. It was a baseball bat. Then, in the blink of an eye, Owen slipped behind the curtain. He poked his head out again with a wink and said to me, "Dr. Everly, I'll need at least an hour. Don't worry, I won't keep you from your shift. Oh..." His words were cut off as Alissa immediately latched onto him. The curtain dropped, and within seconds, the unmistakable sound of smooching and soft murmurs filled the room. Honestly, it was hard not to hear. In just two minutes, everything had gone down. I was still reeling from the sight of my long-time crush walking in, and my heart was racing with excitement when, right in front of me, my crush was making out with another girl? This was the infirmary, not some hotel rooms! I wasn't exactly in the mood to watch a live version of American Pie during my shift. And I'd just stitched up Alissa's knee—if they kept going at it like this, I'd have to redo the stitches. With a sigh, I walked over and calmly pulled back the curtain. The two of them, still tangled up in each other, stared at me. Damn. I couldn't help but clench my fists. Owen's lips, those plump, irresistible lips, looked even more tempting up close! And he seemed to find it amusing that I'd actually dared to pull the curtain back. A smirk spread across his face as he asked, "Dr. Everly, you wanna join us?" I managed to keep my voice steady, trying to mask my emotions. "Sorry to interrupt your biology exploration section. If you two want to continue with... whatever this is, maybe find somewhere more private?" My warning didn't even faze them. Owen shot me a teasing look, his gaze full of challenge. "I think this place is perfect. It's quiet, and I love the faint smell of medicine. Dr. Everly, I like the smell you brought." If this were any other occasion, hearing him say he liked the smell I brought might've made my heart skip a beat! But now? I was just furious. "Great. I didn't expect you two to actually listen anyway." I pulled out my phone, hit the record button, and aimed it straight at Owen and Alissa, who were still all over each other. "I'm counting down from five. If you keep mating in my workplace, then everything happening here will be live on the school's f*******: in one minute." "Five—" Right after I said the first number, Owen's hand shot out and grabbed my phone. I yelped, trying to pull it back, but it was too late—how could I possibly beat a guy who played baseball? He took my phone in one hand, and with the other, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into him. I screamed, but it was useless. Before I could even react, his lips, those I had dreamed of a while ago, were on mine. Everything I could do now was make muffled moans. This was insane, but I couldn't help noticing how soft his lips were. His tongue, though, was like a batter on the field, sweeping across everything in its path. I didn't know how long it lasted—maybe just a second, but when Owen finally let go, I was so weak in the knees that I could barely stand. He casually looked at my phone, glancing at the video and grinning like he'd just won the lottery. "Nice. Now, this biology lesson has three participants." He'd been recording the whole damn time! Even Alissa, who was still stunned by his move, couldn't hide her excitement. "You're such an asshole, but I love it!" I grabbed my phone back and realized the video had already been airdropped to the nearby user, Owen. "Dr. Everly, where are you gonna upload this? f*******:? Or maybe Twitter?" He teased, shaking his phone in front of me and watching the video. What a scumbag! I was so furious that I'd almost forgotten he was the guy I'd been secretly crushing on for years. But currently, I didn't care about any of it. I just wanted to slap the hell out of him! Before I could do anything, the door to the infirmary was slammed open with a loud bang.