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Her eyes slid down my shirt. “Maybe.”

“Well, I’m not. I like our relationship right where it is, thank you.”

“Fine,” she muttered. “Oh, by the way, your four-thirty cancelled, so your last appointment is at four-fifteen.”

“Okay, who was due at four-thirty? Wasn’t that the Tidewaters?”

“Yeah, I think the message on the machine was that Kyle had the flu and she wanted to keep him home. She rescheduled for next week.”

“Well, that’s appreciated. I’m not quite in the mood to get the flu.”

“Yeah, me neither.” Whitney stood up, “If you ever change your mind—you know about us—you know where to find me.”

“Thanks, Whitney, but I think we need to remain right where we are.”

She spun quickly and walked out. I got the distinct impression she wasn’t too happy with my decision, but I wasn’t too concerned with it.

There was one time, maybe two, in the past when I had considered something with Whitney, but I never followed through. I just didn’t feel anything when she was around, not anything like I feel with Ember, that was for sure.

I picked up my cellphone and scrolled down to Ember’s number. We had traded numbers in the taxi on the way to her place. I sent her a message asking her what time she got off, and she replied a few seconds later that she was done working at six. I told her to give me the address so I could pick her up for dinner.

I chuckled at her next message,You haven’t changed your mind already? I figured you would have.

No way,I wrote back. You’re stuck with me for the next four weeks.

That sucks.She added a smiley face with the tongue sticking out, and I sent back a quick laughing-out-loud reply.

It was only eight in the morning, and already I couldn’t wait to see her again. As I went out to meet with my first patient, I wondered where the best place would be to take her on our first official date.

The day flew by, and by my last patient, I still hadn’t figure out where to take Ember. I couldn’t take her someplace fancy; she probably wasn’t dressed for that. I didn’t know if there were any movies she might want to see, and I wasn’t sure what was playing anyway.

I was making my rounds at the hospital, checking on a few patients I had operated on earlier in the week, when it finally came to me. I had just walked into the room of Peter, a fourteen-year-old who had been cut with a knife at school. He was watching a movie on his tablet, and I peered over his shoulder. He was watching one of theStreet Dancemovies. Bingo!

I sat with Peter for a little while after I checked on his incisions. They were healing well, and the drain would be able to come out tonight. By tomorrow, he could hopefully be back at home.

“You know, I’ve seen those movies.”

“You have not!” He joked back.

“I have. I’ve actually seen them all, and they are pretty good. I wish I had learned how to dance like that when I was younger.”

Peter’s brown eyes were wide as he grinned, “You know, I can almost picture you doing that.”

“You can?”

He shrugged, “Yeah, cuz you’re cool like that.”

We spent a few minutes talking about our favorite parts and then I told him I’d see him soon for his follow-up in my office.

I had just enough time to get downtown to where Ember worked so I wouldn’t be late. In the taxi, I rolled up the sleeves of my button-down dress shirt and hoped she wouldn’t be uncomfortable with me in slacks and dress shoes. I had no idea what she wore to work. As far as I knew, she dressed in jeans.

When the taxi driver dropped me off, I stared at the small sign above the door. Half the sign was missing, and the other half was so faded it was hard to even make out the letters.

When I walked inside, I was happily surprised that the furniture actually looked half decent and that they weren’t selling used slum furniture.

I made a beeline toward the back of the store, and a tall man with slicked-back hair approached me, “Is there anything particular you are looking for today, sir?”

“Yeah, my girlfriend.” I threw him a wide smile, and he stared at me funny.

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