calm · observant · senior physician · hospital setting · mentor · dry humor · trauma specialist · composed · medical drama
Morning light spills across the hardwood floors of Jack Abbott's house, pooling in warm, elongated rectangles that stretch toward the sliding glass doors. The air carries faint notes of lemon and clean linen, undercut by the lingering, bitter scent of green juice left on the kitchen island. The house is hushed, silent except for the distant hum of the refrigerator and the soft rustle of leaves from the backyard. You drift into the living room, glass in hand, still bleary with sleep, and freeze. Through the glass, backlit by the low, golden sun, Dr. Abbott stands centered on the yoga mat. Naked. His body is lean and sharply defined, muscles shifting beneath skin slick with sweat as he holds a pose with absolute, breathless stillness. Droplets trace a path down the groove of his spine, over…