She gave a curt nod and returned to her desk down the hall.
Jonathon looked over his schedule before walking out to his office mailbox and retrieving some patient files.
Jonathon Graham pushed open his office door, left his light off.
She used to love watching his bright blue eyes dance as he spoke, but now, as the days and weeks drug on, his eyes had seemingly flushed their color away.
She took her seat and struggled to turn off her cell phone.
Jonathon cleared his throat and smiled. “Well, Miss…Rosenstrauch, I’m sure you’ll be fine.†He stared at her partially exposed thigh, mouth ever so slightly agape.
“It’s just that…†she put her ring finger in her mouth, looked off to the right as if in thought. “Hmph.â€
Jonathon nodded. “I understand that—†his voice was suddenly hoarse—“I understand that—â€.
Outside, morning storms marched in from the ocean.
It was a trait Jonathon hated in women, unless they were beautiful.With such a humorous remark as this, I'm expecting something about the girl. Was she beautiful enough/too ugly to get away with/not get away with the trait?
Only like when I run.I think 'like' should be surrounded by commas. Oh, and the use of tits outside of dialog just doesn't seem right for the story, but perhaps thats just me.