50-word drabble. Addison/anyone, really. Rated K+ because I feel like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Addison or anyone else you might have in mind while reading this.
"Doctors don't make out; especially not surgeons. We do things with precision." A perfect eyebrow rises.
"I think I might need some lessons." You eye the hickey on her neck.
The sound of her laughter with yours fills the air with mirth as she brushes her lips against yours. Precisely.