your sweat on my skin
When Langdon submitted his interest for the 28th Annual Trauma Symposium in Atlantic City, he expected a flat-out refusal at best and a scathing look from Gloria. And yet…here he was. The disgraced prince of the ER, as Yo-yo called him, standing at the bus station at five-thirty in the morning. “Dr. Langdon!” Mel’s surprised tone bubbled over his shoulder and he turned a half-quarter in time to catch her warm, enthusiastic expression.
langdon & mel attend a medical conference, share a hotel room, and this is all very normal and platonic and chill...
rating: explicit
word count: 15k - complete











