Quick Note: Since posting the 'non-chapter' last night about the poll for the Halloween costumes seemed to be a tease, a little bit of inspiration came to me today to write this for you guys as a treat as you wait for even bigger things! Enjoy!
And don't forget to go vote on the Halloween Costumes!! The poll link is below!
http://www.misterpoll.com/polls/586327
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Evan’s POV
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Damn that boss of hers!
What gave him the right to make Sonja do anything? I knew he just wanted to parade her around like a piece of property. The unprofessionalism of the whole situation disgusted me.
Then I feel guilty because I wasn’t being very professional myself. I justified it by thinking at least I kept it out of therapy and business. I hoped I did anyway.
Once I got home after dropping her and Boxer off I tossed and turned all the rest of the night, fuming over this new development. One thing that made it easier to stand is the fact I knew Sonja was not interested in her boss at all.
Lying in my bed I couldn’t get her off my mind. How much she cared about her pet was heartwarming to watch. Holding her as she slept felt amazing. I listened to her shallow breathing and the beat of her heart as she laid against my chest.
I risked running my hands through her hair. I had wanted to touch her hair ever since I met her and it was just as I imagined. Smooth, silky and scented something…sweet like cherry blossom. I caressed her cheek and longed to kiss her, but didn’t want to wake her up. She fit against me so perfectly…
How wrong I knew this was logically, but in my heart it screamed this was right. I was afraid to even talk about it with her. What if that ruined everything?
Then the news of the Halloween party soured my mood completely. I was angry that this man had the balls to use her like that for his own benefit. I couldn’t be that cavalier with her. Sonja knew what he was doing and I had no doubt she could handle him. I didn’t have to like it though.
So this morning in my office I kept yawning trying to cover it from my patients seeing my tiredness. I wouldn’t see her for therapy until next Tuesday…that is four days from now. The Halloween party I assumed would be in a little less than two weeks if that, as I am sure it wouldn’t be on the actual holiday.
I began to think about costumes on my lunch when my phone rang.
“Dr. Jacobs,” I answered.
“Hello Evan, how are you?”
“Hi there…Joanne. I’m doing well. How are the surgeries coming along?”
There would only be a few reasons why Dr. Mayweather would be calling me.
“Slow, but I’m healing nicely. I should be able to start physical therapy in a few months.”
“That’s good. So what do I owe the pleasure of your phone call?”
I only needed one guess.
“Kyle came to visit and told me something interesting…”
Bingo.
“Yes…”
“Are you engaged in other business ventures with a patient?” She asked so calmly, but I could tell she was concerned and possibly angry she had to hear it from her ex-husband. The fact she left out names on purpose did not get past me.
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