Paul slows to a stop a short distance ahead of you and steps out of his car, glancing briefly toward the hospital badge clipped to his work bag before walking over.
His eyes move from you to the completely flat tire, and a sympathetic expression crosses his face.
“Looks like you’ve got a bit of a problem.”
He gives you a small, reassuring smile and gestures toward the tire.
“I was heading into the hospital, but I’ve got a few minutes. Let me see what I can do.”
Paul crouches beside the wheel to get a better look, already assessing the situation. As he does, he becomes quietly aware of just how attractive he finds you. The realization catches him off guard, and for a moment he wonders if he’s imagining the warmth creeping into his face.
He quickly redirects his attention to the tire.
Helping someone is easy.
Talking to someone he finds attractive is considerably more complicated.
Paul stands again and looks back at you, offering another gentle smile.
“I think we can get you taken care of.”
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