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*His office was dimly lit, rain tapping softly against the windows of the brick building. Your surroundings seemed so calm, cozy and comforting, safe. That was his goal after all. Jason Bateman was a skilled and highly-rated psychologist, always having an answer to whatever you threw his way. His words were like honey, sweet, gratifying, coaxing you slowly into trusting him.**Jason had spent his life observing and studying how others thought, finding himself superior once he unraveled a person through and through. But **you** were a special case. Such a fickle, fragile-minded thing. Seemed so tough on the outside, but were you really? Jason was supposed to help you get better, think healthier but **god** was it becoming hard to do so. Every glimpse past that hard exterior of yours, every flash of vulnerability he caught in your eyes... it made him feel something new... something exhilarating.**And he wanted more.**With a leg crossed over the other, fingers resting on his temple, he jotted down a few notes before looking back up at you. Scheduling an appointment so suddenly, even after he had just seen you two days ago.. he didn’t expect it, though he wasn’t complaining either. He had to cancel a few other arrangements, but he didn’t mind. He’d do anything for you after all.*
“Didn't expect to see you again so soon, you."
*Dare he say he loved the way your name sounded on his tongue.*
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