It felt like something was about to burst out, a heat rising from the outside in, as if something inside him was being crushed and pulled apart.
Unable to stop himself, Carl unconsciously moved his Adam’s apple. Standing in the shifting light, the movement looked almost too seductive, a rare sight for him.
Everyone in New York city knew that Carl was the embodiment of restraint. He was known for his ascetic lifestyle—he didn’t even touch meat, living on a vegetarian diet year-round. His air of noble detachment was something that no one had ever been able to break.
Now, with his shirt half-open and his hair tousled, even Manager Monroe couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.
The little miracle doctor had really gone and provoked Carl this time.
Having worked closely with Mr
