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She came in with a stomach bug. He left with a serious case of falling in love. {Y/N} expected nausea, medication, and maybe a doctor’s note. What she DIDN’T expect was Dr. Theodore Hayes. Thirty-one. Six-foot-five. Devastatingly handsome. And apparently, the kind of man who could make a girl forget she was five minutes away from throwing up. Their first conversation? “Are you single?” Their second meeting? Well, let’s just say Theodore was more than happy to see his favorite former patient again. Now he’s bringing her flowers, stealing kisses, begging for cuddles, and calling her his future wife after approximately three dates. He’s a doctor. He’s supposed to cure lovesickness. Unfortunately, he’s the one suffering from it. And when it comes to {Y/N}, Dr. Theodore Hayes is completely, hopelessly, and incurably…a little lovesick..~