Page 53 of Grant’s Blaze

“Blaze, what is this?” With a hand gesture, I swept from head to toe and then back again. “You look incredible.”

The one confusing part of the sexy outfit was the clipboard she cradled in her arm. Well, that and the pair of glasses.

When did she start wearing glasses?

“Good evening.” She made a big show of flipping through some blank pieces of paper on her clipboard. “Are you Mr. Twombley?” Her new stare was gorgeous and wide, blinking expectantly at me from behind those adorable glasses.

Before answering, I walked over to stand a little closer to her. I absolutely had to get a better look at the skimpy outfit she had on. Christ on a caduceus, she’d given Nurse Naughty a magnificent upgrade. The red pinstripes on the thing followed her curves perfectly—at least until the barely-there skirt ended, not even a millimeter past the point of covering her pussy. Holy shit. I couldn’t wait to see what was going on around the back side. It was why I’d finally found the strength to walk over—until I realized she was still waiting on my answer.

“Oh yeah,” I said, thumbing back to myself with a rough jerk. “That’s me.”

“Good. You’re right on time. Please come with me.” She spun in the direction of the bedroom and took about two steps then stopped abruptly. I almost plowed right into her because I was so obsessed with her ass in that little, tiny, tantalizing skirt.

“Ohhh…sorry.” She gulped when noticing the hungry look on my face. “I almost forgot. Did anyone collect your co-pay?”

“My co-pay?”

“Yes, for your office visit with the doctor today.” She gave me a wink to let me know this was all her way of a little role-playing fun, just in case I’d missed the setup. But right now, I swore not to miss a goddamned thing. This was too good. So very good. Just the potent healing I needed.

“Ohhh, right. My co-pay.” Thinking quickly, I motioned back toward the living room. “The other girl said I could take care of that on my way out.”

Rio made a disapproving face and shook her head. With those sexy glasses on, she made my dick twitch in my boxers. These damn games of hers always got to me in the strangest ways.

“Well, she’s new and doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” She looked at her clipboard again, and all I could think about was spanking her ass with that thing. Hell, yes. It was so going to happen by the end of the night. “I need to collect your two hundred dollars right now.”

She held her flat palm right under my nose and waited. I looked back, acting my way through incredulous ire. “Two hundred dollars?” I blurted. “I was just at the doctor’s office yesterday. My co-pay was not two hundred dollars.”

She gave me a sympathetic nod. “That was probably your primary care doctor. This is a specialist. This co-pay is different.”

She thrust her hand in my face again, and I grabbed it, startling her to the point of squealing. The sound was so delicious, all I could think about was causing it again.

“Listen, lady.” I twisted her arm around to the small of her back and spun her at the same time, pressing her face against the wall in the hallway just outside the bedroom. Her clipboard clattered to the floor beside our feet. “It’s very rude to shove things in people’s faces. Do you want me to show you how rude it is?” I pushed my knee between her thighs, and she whimpered. “Is that a yes? Or do you want my damn co-pay?”

She was already panting into the wall. And I thought the sound of her little yelp was the best thing I’d hear all night. “Just give me the money or I’ll get in trouble,” she snapped out, keeping up the game.

Without releasing her, I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my wallet, and slipped it into her free hand. “Take what you need while I see what you have under this skirt.”

“No.”

“Pardon me?”

“No. I can’t let you do that. I could lose my job. Just get the money out yourself.”

“When I tell your boss how rude you’ve been, you might lose your job.” I relaxed my hold on her, then backed away completely. My cock was making an obscene tent in the front of my slacks, and I reached down into my waistband to rearrange things before opening my wallet. Rio’s gaze was trained on every move.

“How much was it again?”

When she spoke, her voice was dry and scratchy. “Two…” She swallowed once, then again. “Two hundred.” While I was flipping through the bills in my wallet, I heard her mumble, “Asshole.”

I shot my eyes up to hers with lightning speed. “What did you just say?”

“Um…pardon?”

“Did you just call me an asshole?”

“Of course not, Mr. Twombley.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. She narrowed hers back. I had to bite my cheek to keep from bursting out laughing. This little shit was going to be the death of me. In the meantime, I was going to live the best, happiest life I could’ve ever hoped to live.