Page 102 of Her Wicked Plan

“Promise me you’ll stay away from her, okay?”

“What do I get out of this?” A playful grin appears on her face, matching the tone in her voice, and I drop my gaze to the piano.

Out of my peripheral vision, I take in the patients in the room. Where are they? Are they close enough to be listening to the conversation? Luckily, no one else is by us. Plus, with the two of us playing the piano and how quiet we are talking, if anyone were by us, I’m not sure they’d hear.

“What is it you want?” I watch her body perk up at the question, now staring directly at the side of my face. When I glance over at her, I can see the lust dripping off of her, which makes my heart race.

“If I listen, really listen to you, and leave her be...” Her right-hand inches closer to mine, her pinky gently brushing against me. Her voice goes to a whisper. “I want you to finally fuck me.”

The feeling of her finger and her words make me mess up the song. Clearing my throat, I pick up where I left off, leaning into her a little. “Be a good girl, and then I could do that for you.”

Veronica wasn’t expecting my answer. I know this because, this time, she’s the one messing up the song. Then, she stops playing altogether. Her lips part as her wide eyes dart down to my mouth. If we were in any other situation, any other place, I would kiss her.

“Are you going to keep playing?” I gesture my head towards the keys. “Or are we done?”

She swallows hard before she goes to say something. Stopping my fingers, the sound of the music pauses as I feel someone standing behind us.

“Hello, Dr. Bennett,” I state with my eyes trained on Veronica. I slowly leave her gaze to look back at the man behind us.

“Dr. Madden.” He nods curtly. “Hello, Veronica. The song the two of you were playing sounded wonderful.”

“Thank you.” She smiles up at him.

“Dr. Madden, I was wondering if I could steal you for a moment?”

“Yes, of course.” I stand, grabbing my things. Dr. Bennett turns to leave. “Ms. Rollins, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir.” She bites her bottom lip, and Jesus Christ. Her calling me that and biting her fucking lip makes me want to bend her over this piano right now.

I push those feelings aside, not allowing them to take over as I follow behind Dr. Bennett to his office. Once we are inside, he immediately goes over to his desk to open a folder, and when I approach, I notice a bunch of numbers on the sheet of paper.

“I understand you went to school for psychology, but your resume said that you also minored in business. Is that correct?”

Rolling my lips together, my hand rubs the back of my neck. “Can I be completely honest with you?”

He nods.

“I only took a couple of business classes in college. I thought it would help me if I ever wanted to open my own practice, but I never understood any of it.”

“Then why put it on your resume?” he asks me curiously.

“Thought it would help me look smarter.” I laugh sheepishly.

“Dr. Madden, you are very smart! There is no need to lie to get a job,” he reassures me with a chuckle. “It’s not like business was the reason we hired you.”

“I’m glad.” I let out a breath of relief. “I may be of no help, but my friend back home went to school for this type of stuff. I’m sure that he will be able to help.”

“Talk with him about looking over these numbers, and let me know if he is interested.” He waves his hand over the paper. “All of this just doesn’t seem right to me. Something is off. I need a second pair of eyes to look over it. If he could come up this weekend, that would be fantastic.”

“I’ll call him today and let you know.” Myles is gonna give me so much shit for not talking to him. “Oh, and sir? I was wondering if it would be okay for me to take some time off at the end of the month. It’s my mother's birthday, and I haven’t seen my family in a while.”

His confused eyes turn bright. “Of course, Leo! Whenever you need a getaway, let me know. In the meantime, we will set Veronica and Ruby up with doctors.”

“Thank you.” I nod appreciatively. There's no need to tell him that filling my spot for Veronica isn’t going to work. He already knows this.

Once Dr. Bennett dismisses me, I enter the hall and make my way toward the bedrooms. I manage not to run into anyone on the way back and thank God because my mind is flooding with the questions that Myles would ask that I must avoid.

I know he wants details, but it seems unfair that I’d let him in on the secrets between Veronica and me when she can’t talk to anyone about it.