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“What are you going to do?” she questioned, then sneezed.
“Talk with you about whatever you need in another office. Give me a second, and I’ll meet you in Dr. Aster’s office. He’s gone for the day.”
“You should put all of this in his office,” she chuckled.
“Not a bad idea,” I answered.
I followed her out, and the headache I thought I’d developed from staring at charts all day suddenly dissipated. Perhaps I was also allergic to pollen or one of the fifty varieties of flowers sent to my office.
“Felicia?” I questioned the receptionist.
“Yes, Dr. Smith?”
“Can you call the main hospital and ask if they will distribute flowers, goodies, and any other items that have been delivered to my office? Maybe they can bring them to the pediatric wing, or I don’t know, someone can stand at the entrance and hand them to people visiting their loved ones so they don’t need to go to the gift shop?”
She laughed, “I can take them to the child fair I’m going to tomorrow for a charity event?”
“They’re all yours, doll,” I winked. “You might want to rent a van. It’ll probably cost you.”
“Small price to pay. You’re not forgiving him, are you?” she pried even though everyone knew I was not entertaining conversations about John. I couldn’t expect people not to ask, though, especially after all the bullshit he was doing to draw attention to our situation.
“I think asking you to haul all that shit out of my office answers that question,” I grinned before going to help Presley.
The following day, I walked up to the hospital about twenty minutes before I went on call, and that’s when I noticed a small white moving van outside of the medical office building.
I assumed it was something John must have delivered to my office again. Eventually, I would have to talk to the man outside of work and professional conversation, but I wasn’t looking forward to that before starting a twenty-four-hour on-call shift.
“Hey, Mickie,” John said, stepping out of the van with a big ass grin.
“Hey,” I answered, crossing the cobblestone path beside the hospital’s front entrance fountain. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“Well, Felicia said she needed help getting all these flowers and things out of your office. She said she’s grateful for your donation to her charity event, and since I had no patients this morning—and she made it clear you wanted nothing to do with any of it—I’m helping her use it for a better cause. And, of course, I’m here to apologize to you for being a little too forward.”
“John,” I smiled, trying to push away the feelings that were threatening to surface. It was cute shit like this that made me fall for the guy, and I wasn’t about to allow it to work its dark magic on me again. “What the hell are you really doing?”
“I’m really trying to load everything up and get it out of here. I’m sorry I upset you with it.”
“You know what I’m talking about.”
“I do?”
I sighed. “I think it’s clear that you and I aren’t getting back together. I know you’re sorry for everything that happened, but I take responsibility for my part in it, too. I shouldn’t have allowed things to go so far.”
“I want another chance with you, Mickie,” he said. “I swear to God, I’m willing to do fucking anything to prove to you that I love you, and I’m sorry. I just want you back in my life.”
I chewed on my lip, “That’s what every woman with a broken heart wants to hear, you know? We all want everything that you had delivered to my office, and we want the guy to beg us to see how much he loves us and take responsibility for his fuck up.”
“And so?”
“And so, what? I’m not buying into this bullshit. It will take much more than rom-com cliches from unrealistic couples to win me over.”
“Well, I’m not stopping until you know how much I need you.”
I was growing frustrated because I wanted him, too, but this wasn’t a rom-com, fairy tale, or any other fantasy. Real life wasn’t so simple. “I don’t trust you,” I told the truth, “or that anything has changed. The start of this relationship was as insane as how my office looked yesterday. We honestly can’t believe that we fell in love. It was founded on nothing.”
“I call bullshit,” he said.
“I don’t,” I countered.
