Page 371 of The Doctors Will See You Now

“Late?” I questioned. “Late for what?”

She didn’t answer me though, instead nodding to the hostess and skating right by, taking two steps to my every one until she found two free stools at a table in the bar.

“Hi,” she greeted cheerfully, unfazed by the table of strangers we’d just invaded. To be fair, they didn’t seem all that affected either. I was apparently the only one who found it strange.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

She smiled gleefully, settling into her stool and hanging her briefcase on the high spoke of the back. She reminded me a little of an evil overlord as she rubbed her hands together.

“Charlotte, what’s going on?”

“Welcome, folks!” a man with a microphone said, clipboard in hand, from a corner of the room as Charlotte took off her blazer and got comfortable. Silky tanned skin glowed at her chest and shoulders, and a flowy white blouse billowed to cover the rest. “I see a lot of familiar faces, and some new, but you’re all on time. And that’s all I really fucking care about. Let’s get trivial!”

“Charlotte…”

She smiled, a little shrug just barely lifting the bare skin of her shoulders. “It’s trivia night. And I have a feeling I’ve finally got a good partner.”

“You brought me to a trivia night?” Nick asked, and a shocked laugh escaped his lips. His hair ruffled up slightly in the front as he ran a hand through it and widened his deep brown eyes rimmed with lush lashes. “With all due respect, Charlotte, I just met you an hour ago. I usually make people wait at least two weeks before accompanying them to things against my will,” he muttered, and it was my turn to laugh.

“Time is fluid, like lapping water. An hour, two weeks, what is the difference, really, anyway?” I bullshitted. “What’s really crazy is that we haven’t picked a team name yet,” I said, redirecting the conversation toward the obvious priority. “Got any cool ideas?”

“I’m pretty sure I’m still busy wrapping my mind around how I ended up here.”

“No worries, Nick,” I said and patted him on the shoulder as I hopped to my feet. “I’m the queen of brilliant trivia team names. You just relax and look pretty. I’ll handle the rest.” I didn’t leave him any time to respond, instead, strolling toward the MC and grabbing a pencil and trivia answers sheet from the stack in front of his microphone.

“Team name?” he asked, and I grinned.

“Fleetwood Mac’s Sex Pants.”

“Nice!” The MC laughed and added our name to his list. “It’s refreshing not to hear ‘Suck it, Trebek’ or ‘Trivia Newton John.’”

“Hey!” I chastised. “Don’t knock the classics.”

He smirked. “How many team members?”

“Two,” I said and pointed toward Nick sitting at the bartop table behind me. “Just me and this neurosurgeon I just met.”

The MC’s brows rose to his forehead. “You just met, and he brought you to a trivia night?”

“Nah,” I refuted. “We just met, and I brought him to a trivia night.”

“That’s even better.” He laughed again. “All right Fleetwood Mac’s Sex Pants, you’re all set. We’ll be starting in about five minutes.”

“Fantastic.” I smirked, and without wasting any time, I walked over toward the bar and ordered two beers and a few apps off the menu from a pretty blond bartender.

“Here are the beers.” She smiled and slid the brews in front of me. “The apps will be done in about ten minutes.”

“Perfect. Thank you,” I said, nudging the necks of the bottles in between my fingers and weaving my way back to the table.

Nick offered an amused smirk when I sat down on my barstool and slid his beer in front of him.

“All right,” I started and set the pencil and paper in front of us. “We’ve got the beers, and the food is coming shortly. I hope you like bar apps.”

“Sounds good,” he answered, and then his brow rose in question. “Wait…you bought my dinner?”

I took a quick sip from my beer and grinned. “Of course. It was the least I could do after dragging you here,” I explained as I grabbed the pencil and wrote our team name at the top of our answers sheet. “Plus, you paid for the cab.”

“Fleetwood Mac’s Sex Pants,” he read aloud and chuckled. “I know absolutely nothing about trivia nights, but that’s a good fucking team name.”