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Morgan's POV
As we walked to the lab, we kept talking. Mostly him doing the talking while I, doing the questioning. We talked about the hospital, and how he happened to be the owner of such a big hospital at such a young age.
"Really? How old do you think I am?"
I laughed, looking at my shoes, and then back at him. "I don't know." I finally said.
"Take a wild guess."
I looked at him trying to figure out how old he could be, but I couldn't come up with anything. I had been calling him young, and he sure looked young, but how young was he?
"Twenty seven? Or twenty eight I guess." I said with a shrug.
"Nope, wrong." He said with a smile. "Think again."
After two more failed attempts, I finally have up. I wasn't that much of a genius anyway, except when it came to business deals an
