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We both got up and threw our trash away.
“Mrs. Troy, how are you feeling?” I asked as I walked into the room.
“So much better, Dr. Russo. The pain in my side and chest is gone.”
“I’m happy to hear that.” I smiled. “I’m going to write you a script for Omeprazole. I want you to take one pill every morning before you eat breakfast. The pain you felt was from your choice of food yesterday. I’m giving you the name of a nutritionist again, just in case you lost it when I gave it to you three weeks ago. Lay off the Taco Bell and hot Cheetos.” I winked as I left the room.
“Hey, Nick.” I heard someone behind me.
“Grayson.” I smiled, turning around.
“What’s up, man?”
“Just heading to X-ray to see if one of my patient’s films is ready.”
“I’m heading that way too.”
“I want to ask you something. I met this girl, and she said she knows you.”
“Oh yeah? Who?”
“Her name is Claire Monet. She said she saw you at Four Kinds last night.”
“Beautiful woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes?” he asked.
“Yep. That’s her.” I smiled.
“Yeah. Funny thing. She was one of my patients at Mass General. She was in a car accident a couple of years ago, and she came in with a broken ankle. Nice girl. Where did you meet her?”
“She just moved into the apartment next to mine. We went and had a drink at the Kind Brewhouse last night.”
“Is that so?” His brow arched.
“Yeah. Then we went back to her place.” I smiled.
“Way to go.” He playfully punched my arm.
“She still won’t give me her phone number.”
“Why?” His brows furrowed.
“I don’t know. There’s something about her.”
“You are her next-door neighbor, so you don’t need her number. Just knock on her door or the wall.” He smirked as he patted my back. “I’ll see you later.”
I couldn’t stop thinking about Claire or last night. I wasn’t looking for anything or anyone, but there she was. I still had healing to do, and getting involved with someone again wouldn’t be a good idea. Maybe it was for the best that she remained mysterious. The less I knew about her, the better off I’d be. But last night left a mark on me. It was one night I wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
CHAPTER 6
Claire
I had a plan. A plan I wasn’t sure would work, but I had to try. I parked down the street of my brothers' and cousins' houses. Pulling out the list of addresses from my purse, I studied them. The last address was Carter Kind’s; next to his house was an open area, and then, there was a small house on the other side of that area. I took a deep breath, climbed out of the car, and knocked on the door of the small house. An older gentleman answered.
“How can I help you?” He smiled.
“I know this might sound crazy, but you wouldn’t be interested in selling your home, would you? I was driving by and fell in love with it.”
He laughed. “This old thing? You’re kidding, right?”
