Jane's eyes lit up. “You have to take off your clothes.”

“Would you mind that?” he asked, smiling.

“Of course not," she said without a trace of humor. “You are devoting yourself to the study of medicine!”

He nodded, matching her seriousness. “Help me take them off then.”

Jane immediately helped him take off his jacket and shirt. The light shone down on his muscles, accentuating their sculpted well-defined lines. Jane’s face turned red. Just by looking at him, she felt that ...