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“You want a piece?”
“Hell yeah.”
I cut off a chunk for each of us and brought it over to the table. “It’s better than an orgasm when it’s hot.”
Merrick’s eyes gave a wicked gleam before he bit in. “That sounds like a challenge, Dr. Vaughn.”
• • •
“Oh, doc,” Kitty said. “This is the lady I was telling you about this morning.”
I turned to smile at the physician in the room. Wow. Just wow. The doctors didn’t look like this when I was in the hospital, that’s for sure.
He smiled and flashed perfect teeth as he extended his hand. “Therapist, right?”
I shook. “Yes.”
“Ms. Harrington here tells me you went to Emory.”
“I did.”
Kitty put her hand on the doctor’s arm. “I told you to call me Kitty.”
He smiled and nodded before turning his attention back to me. “Ms.—I mean, Kitty and I figured out that you would’ve started the semester after I graduated.”
Yeah, I definitely would’ve remembered if I’d seen this guy on campus.
“Dr. Martin is single, dear,” Kitty said. “He almost went into psychiatry. And he likes to hike. I was telling him all about your land and your Airbnbs. You two should grab some coffee when he goes on his break. I bet you have a lot in common.”
“Did the doctor spend any time examining you?” a stern voice from behind me asked. “Or was he too busy using his patient as a matchmaker?”
Oh boy. The look on Merrick’s face could only be described as murderous. His eyes were narrowed, jaw set hard, and he stood with his hands folded across his chest.
I flashed him a dirty look which he promptly ignored, so I shook my head and spoke to the doctor. “I’m sorry.”
Dr. Martin looked back and forth between Merrick and me and gave a curt nod. “Why don’t we move on to Ms. Harrington’s health, shall we?”
For the next fifteen minutes, Dr. Martin went over Kitty’s post-op stats, current vitals, and what they had done so far to rule out less-common causes of her fever. “It’s not unusual to have a low-grade fever after a big surgery like Ms. Harrington had. Most likely, it’s an inflammatory stimulus reaction to tissue damage and the exposure to foreign materials that occurs during surgery. It almost always resolves on its own within a few days. But because she also broke her ankle and is in a cast, and she’s not moving around so much, she’s at a higher risk of DVTs. These type of blood clots can also cause a low-grade fever. We did a sonogram to rule that out, but we’re going to keep her monitored for another day or two and do a repeat before we discharge her to be sure.”
I nodded. “That makes a lot of sense.”
The doctor smiled at Kitty. “To be clear, this has nothing to do with age. I’d recommend the same to a thirty-year-old.”
I laughed, knowing Kitty had already read him the riot act. “Good to know.”
Dr. Martin looked to all three of us. “Any questions?”
I turned to Kitty and Merrick. Merrick still looked cross, but he shook his head. “I’m good. Thank you.”
The doctor nodded to Kitty. “I’ll stop back later before my shift ends to check on you.”
Kitty batted her eyelashes. “Thank you, doc.”
After he left, she fanned herself. “If only I was twenty years younger.”
Merrick raised a brow. “Twenty?”
She squinted at him. “It’s going to hurt a lot more than usual when I kick you in the ass with this cast on.”
I chuckled. “I’m sorry you’re not going to get to go home today like you’d hoped. But they’re being thorough and taking good care of you.”
“Oh that one was thorough alright,” Merrick grumbled.
Kitty’s eyes gleamed. “Something wrong, my darling grandson?”
“It’s hot in here,” he mumbled. “I’m going downstairs to the cafeteria to get something to drink. Either of you want anything?”
“No, thank you,” I said.
Kitty barely waited until Merrick was out the door. Her smile bordered on wicked. “That one has it bad.”
