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Ace’s gaze slid around the room, taking in all the bright lights and sterile equipment and other crap doctors used to patch up their patients. “I hate doctors’ offices. Used to throw a fit every time my mom took me to get a checkup. The old fucker used to poke and prod me in all the wrong places and enjoyed handling my junk a little too much for my liking.”
Ryder’s head jerked back. “Jesus, that’s all kinds of screwed up.”
“Yep, it seems he was doing a lot more with some of the other kids. Blew his brains out when the cops showed up at his house to arrest him.”
Darkness sounded off from the doorway. “Fuck him. I’d have cut his nuts off. You got a bitch for a doctor today anyways.”
“God, I hope she’s not some little old lady. That would mess with my head.”
“Pipe down, pipsqueak. If you’re a good little boy, I’ll take you for ice cream when we’re finished,” Darkness said with a crooked smile.
“Fuck you, man.”
“No, thanks. Unlike you, I have a beautiful woman to get home to.”
Holding up one finger, Ace deadpanned right back, “A woman I touched, with this finger right here.”
The smugness in Ace’s voice had clearly pissed Darkness off. “I’m gonna tag you back for that shit, the very first chance I get. Don’t think for a damned minute that being a fuckin’ cripple is gonna save you.”
“Cut it out, both of you,” Ryder barked. “The doc is on her way.”
Ace immediately bolted upright. “Is she really? I’m dying to get out of here. Is she young and sexy? I hope she had nice breasts. Gives a man something nice to look at while she works.”
Slapping him the back of the head, Ryder whispered, “She’s a doctor, not a fucking party favor. Get your head straight.” It truly pissed Ryder off that men were probably thinking that kind of shit about Tiffany when she was trying to help them. Then he remembered that he was one of those guys.
A slow smile spread over Ace’s face. “If I charm a doctor, that’ll beat your nurse all to hell.”
Ryder leaned over and looked his friend in the face. “I think your brain is broken.”
At that moment, the door flew open, and a female physician strolled into the room. “Hey, this is not the place for romance. Save the kissing for later.”
Ace stammered, “W-what? We’re not gay.”
Ryder straightened and grinned are her. “We are. He just doesn’t like people to know.”
Giving him a shove, Ace complained bitterly, “If I were gay, I wouldn’t be dating you. Jesus, you’ve got one ugly mug. It’s enough to give a man nightmares.”
Pretending to be wounded, Ryder stepped back, a hand pressed over his heart. “How can you shame me in front of new people?”
Suddenly grinning again, Ace replied, “If I could make you a little prettier, I would.”
“You are not the man I met a year ago.”
The pretty redhead chuckled at their antics. “Hey, I know that show. Want to know the kicker?”
Ace nodded.
“I’m Mrs. Reynolds or Dr. Reynolds, as the case may be. Isn’t that hilarious?”
Sounding disappointed, Ace mumbled dejectedly, “You’re married. It figures.”
“Well, I’m actually divorced. It’s still funny, though, right?”
Darkness complained from the doorway, as impatient as ever. “Yeah, it’s a fucking riot. Do you think you can patch up my brother, or do you just plan to stand around making jokes about obscure television shows all damned day?”
Swiveling her head around to look at Darkness, Dr. Reynolds’ delicate, rust-colored brow lifted. “I don’t think I like your attitude.”
“Don’t give a fuck, doc. Do your job.”
