Remi
“Hemightbegroggyfor a while, and his stomach might be sensitive for the rest of the day.I would keep him to a mild diet,” I explained leading Ol’ Man Terrance out of the exam room.I held his little dog, Sheriff, under one arm, his eyes were glassy, but he had come out of anesthesia nicely.Terrance hobbled along beside me with a cane gripped in his right hand.He’d slipped on some ice, and the healing was going slower than he’d like.
“Did you hear that, Sheriff?No sharin’ my fuckin’ ice cream tonight,” Terrance said in his usual fuck-ridden dialect.
“It wouldn’t make any difference if I told you dogs are lactose intolerant, would it?”
He harrumphed.“It makes him fuckin’ happy.Let the dog fuckin’ live.”
“Fair enough.”I accepted Terrance’s keys in order to deliver his dog to the passenger seat while he paid the bill.When I got back inside, Terrance was almost to the vestibule.
Just inside, I held open the lobby door.“Thank you, again for being so understanding about the damage to my neighbor’s apartment.”
He owned the duplex that Alicia and I lived in, so it was really his property that I’d demolished.
“No fuckin’ worries, son.You got that little flyin’ fucker out of my house, and you’re fixin’ the fuckin’ problem you made,” he responded.
“I still appreciate it.”
He paused just before the vestibule to face me.“That new neighbor of yours, she got a good car for this fuckin’ snow?”
“Uh,” I considered the nondescript SUV she drove.“I think so.”
“Give her a fuckin’ hand if she needs it.She works for some goddamn environmental firm in Chicago.I don’t know if she’s got the balls to make the fuckin’ cut up here.”
“I think she’s good.”I didn’t point out that Chicago’s winters were no joke.I also didn’t tell him she’d grown up in a town just outside of Mackinaw City, that she knew exactly what to expect from February on the coast of Lake Michigan.It’d just spark more questions.So far, the town hadn’t discovered that Alicia and I had been married.Once it did, it was going to run through every social group like wildfire.There was nothing that united this place like juicy gossip.
“You keep a fuckin’ eye out for her, anyway.I hear she’s a fuckin’ looker, maybe you’ll like the sight.”
“Uh,” was all I could manage for a moment.“Sure.”
We waved goodbye.I chuckled as his voice carried from the outdoors through vestibule.“Shit on a goddamn dick it’s fuckin’ cold.”
Nora snorted behind the front desk.Hazel was so focused on the chart opened next to her that she didn’t seem to hear him.Her car was packed to leave directly from the office to visit her boyfriend, Elijah, in Detroit, so she was working as fast as possible to get on the road.
I shrugged.“At least the waiting room is empty with the mouth on that guy.”
“Oh, I only schedule him when no one else will be here.I remember one time when I was a teenager, he swore in front of Lily and her mom lost her shit.”She talked to her computer screen while typing.I didn’t know how she could do it; I would have been typing everything I was saying.“And Ol’ Terrance was just standing there with his arms out going, ‘What’d I fuckin’ say?’Some of the funniest shit I’ve ever seen.”
Hazel snorted down at her chart.
My phone buzzed in my scrubs’ pocket, and I paused halfway through the lobby reading Alicia’s name on my screen.We’d exchanged numbers to coordinate my fixing her door, but still her presence on my phone sent a jolt through me.An excited bolt of lightning.Hanging out with her last night had been one of the most fun nights that I’d had in a while, even if we’d only chilled in my living room.
Sure, the whole time I had to fight the desire to be on the sofa with her, or the fantasy of her climbing onto my lap.Straddling me.My hands roaming over the curves of her body.My lips on her neck.My cock—
Yup, the problem had continued into today.
Alicia: Is my door still held together by duct tape?
Me: Yeah, sorry, I have to ask Brooks if he can help me.It’s been a crazy day.He’s finishing his final appointment now.
Alicia: Mission Unfuck my Door is still in motion.
Me: Can’t put the genie back in the bottle.
Alicia: Is that what you’re calling it these days?
Me: Give it a rub and find out—
