“Speaking of hot and bothered, what happened with Officer McHottie?” Steph asked.
“You mean Officer MacDonald? The a-hole who gave me a ticket?”
“Ticket or not, you said yourself he was hot. And, you never followed through with your complaint.”
Maggie had given Steph an abbreviated version of the night at Jenny’s. She left out all the personal details about Mitch but recounted the way he’d carried her into the house, helped with her wounded knees, and apologized for the ticket.
“I couldn’t very well complain after finding out he’s one of Jenny’s best friends.”
“I suppose not,” Steph agreed.
A family of four came in asking about hamsters, which put an end to their conversation of hot dudes and sex.
“I’m outta here,” she said. “I’ll see you next week. Call if you need anything.”
Steph waved goodbye as she limped over to help the hamster-hunting family.
On the cab ride home, Maggie called Jenny to see if she was still interested in going out that weekend. As much as she hated to admit it, that damned parrotdidhave her all hotand bothered. She needed to step-up her manhunt. Even if she could just find someone to make out with. At this point, any physical contact would be an improvement over the last few months.
Jenny seemed hesitant, but after admitting she had something she desperately needed to talk to Maggie about anyway, finally agreed to meet her at a local bar downtown that Saturday.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Mitch’s week was flying by. He’d stayed out of trouble for four whole days, which was almost a record for him. And as much as he hated to admit it, Adam was growing on him. He liked that Adam didn’t get offended over every little thing he did or said. His last partner had been an overly sensitive little bitch who tattled on him every chance he got. Adam took all the shit Mitch dished out in stride and, as far as he could tell, hadn’t mentioned the shrink visits to anyone. That was pretty decent of him.
It was Friday, and Mitch had another visit that afternoon. He had to go twice this week to make up for the appointment he’d missed when the doctor had to cancel. He wasn’t looking forward to seeing her again after his embarrassing encounter earlier in the week. Maybe she would have to cancel again. Or he would get hit by a truck. Hard to keep the appointment if he was scattered in parts all over the street. He could only hope.
An hour later, still in one piece, he left Adam sitting in the lobby doing paperwork and made his way up to Dr. Patrick’s office.
“Hey, Betty. It’s good to see you again,” Mitch said.
“Hello, Officer MacDonald. Dr. Patrick asked me to showyou in when you arrived. She’s ready for you now.” She opened the door leading to the doctor’s office and stood aside.
“Thanks. See you soon.” He winked at her. She backed out, grinning, and closing the door behind her.
“Hey, Mitch. Glad you came back.” Dr. Patrick stood and smiled. “No hard feelings, eh?”
“Sure. And may I offer you belated congratulations on your marriage?” He nodded to her left hand.
She laughed out loud. “You may. I missed you at the wedding. I was hoping the invite would be an olive branch after, you know, what happened between us.”
“Yeah, I’ve sort of let a lot of friendships slide. Sorry I didn’t make it.”
“No worries. Come on in and sit down.” She walked over to the seating area and sat gracefully, crossing her long legs. At least she was wearing slacks this time so he wouldn’t be distracted the whole session.
Great legs got him thinking of Maggie and the amazing set she had—even all banged up. He’d thought of her on more than one occasion this week but didn’t want to read too much into it. He probably just needed to get laid. Maybe he would call Veronica back. He didn’t need thoughts of mild-mannered Maggie distracting him.
Focusing, Mitch shook his head and sat where she indicated. It didn’t look like she would hold the attempted seduction against him. That was good of her. Luckily, he hadn’t gotten very far before she put a stop to it.
“Sorry about Monday,” he said with a meek smile.
“Oh, geez. If I had a nickel for every one of you guys that thought you could sleep with me to get out of sessions…seriously, don’t worry about it.” Her smile said she’d forgiven him and moved on. At least he wasn’t the only schmuck.
She quickly got to business. “How was your week? Any problems?”
“Well, I haven’t seen the LT all week, so I think I’m good.”
“Yes, it’s good to go a whole week without ending up in your supervisor’s office,” she said.Was she teasing him?
