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“Chéri,” He calls and Max looks up immediately.
Charles is leaning against the kitchen island, one hand resting beneath the unmistakable but gentle curve of his stomach. His mouth is curled into something small but impossibly. Even from across the room his eyes are impossibly green, flecked with molten gold where the evening sun catches them. “I know how I want us to announce the baby.”
Max closes the laptop on instinct. “Oh? Tell me.”
“Let's do it with Sidequest.” Charles steps closer, excitement slowly spilling into every word. “Just you and me. Just us—holding our baby.”
or, Seven months pregnant, Charles comes up with the perfect way to introduce the newest member of the Verstappen-Leclerc family to the world.
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02 Aug 2026
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“Well, her name was Katrina. She was the interviewer and super nice—”
“I know this already. Get to the part where one of you fucked up!” Trinity yelled.
Dennis covered his face, turning red, and groaned again.
“Oh my god, was it that bad? Dennis, come on—”
“She thought Robby and I were in a relationship.”
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Dennis asks Robby to write him a letter of recommendation for a new job opportunity. Robby listens, but then why does the interviewer think they're together? What exactly did he write? And why?
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01 Aug 2026
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The conversation was innocent, at first. They talked about the day they had. Chaotic and rewarding at times. It was easy. Until he told her, “You’ve grown up so much since I’ve met you.”
Alcohol warming her blood made her ask, “Am I grown up enough?”
The look he gave her burned its image permanently into her brain. It was… possessive? She wasn’t sure how exactly to describe it. His lips quirked up into a tiny smile that she almost missed. His eyes were like hot coils.
He asked her, “Grown up enough for what?”
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01 Aug 2026
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“Does this work on your mom?”
Her face quirks, “Wha-“
“The lying,” Robby cuts her off, caught red-handed.
“It’s not like that, I promise.” Her cheeks flush with heat, scrambling for the right words to get him out of the room as fast as possible. “Dr. Robby, I don’t know what you think you saw, but I wasn’t doing anything.”
Robby bends his knees, sitting on the paper sheet with a loud groan, a bone deep exhaustion only getting worse with age. “It’s not gonna be that easy,” he mutters, snaking his hand around her wrist again, her small hand going limp in his grasp. The tangy scent of her wetness lingers on her fingers, brought up to both their noses, forming a pit in Victoria’s stomach.
“Last chance, Victoria. Are you gonna be a good girl and tell me the truth?”
or: robby catches victoria touching herself in the on-call room and finishes the job
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01 Aug 2026
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"I have something I want to talk to you about, Tori."
And oh, that wasn't the tone she thought she'd be getting. He sounded... disappointed, almost.
He began running his hands along her side, almost soothing, as he spoke, "Someone let me know that a certain MS4 applied for a residency in derm. Do you know anything about that, sweetie?"or
Robby comes back from sabbatical and learns Victoria applied for a residency in derm. He's not too pleased.
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01 Aug 2026