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I hooked my arm around her waist. “What would I do without you,” I whispered as I kissed the side of her head.
“Probably die of loneliness because nobody else would put up with your crazy ass like I do.” A smirk crossed her lips.
“Very funny, Charlotte. Go see your patient.” I slapped her ass.
I grabbed my coffee and walked back to my practice. When I stepped inside, June introduced me to Angela, our new receptionist.
“Dr. Conner Kind, I’d like you to meet Angela. Angela, this is Dr. Conner Kind.”
“Oh my gosh.” She stood up from her seat with a wide grin on her face. “I know who you are. I follow you on TikTok. The pleasure is all mine, Dr. Kind.” She extended her hand.
“Why, thank you, Angela. It’s nice to meet you.” I smiled as I shook her hand.
Nathan walked over and handed a file folder to June.
“Your videos are brilliant. All of my friends follow you too.”
I glanced over at Nathan with a smile, and he sighed and rolled his eyes.
“Nathan, have you met our dear Angela?”
“Yes. I met her when I walked in. Now, I think we all should get to work.”
“Who do you think you are? Jackson?” I playfully slapped his arm with the back of my hand. “Anyway. Welcome to the Kind Medical Center, Angela. I’m sure you’ll like it here.”
“Oh, I know I will.” She grinned.
“How old is that girl?” Nathan asked as he followed me into my office.
“I’d say early twenties. Why?” I furrowed my brows at him.
“Because she looks like she’s twelve. Anyway, stop putting my kid in your videos.”
“For your information, it was Ella’s idea. You know I can’t say no to her.”
He sighed heavily and walked out of my office. I walked over to exam room one, pulled the file, and looked at it before stepping inside.
“Rachel.” I smiled when I stepped through the door. “How is that shoulder doing?”
“Not good, Dr. Kind. The injections aren’t lasting as long anymore, and the pain is getting worse.”
“You knew they were only a temporary fix. It’s time for me to go in and repair the tear. I know you don’t want to hear that, but it’s inevitable.”
“I know.” She looked down. “I guess I better get it scheduled. Can I have one more injection?”
“Unfortunately, no. You just had one last month. Let’s go up front and have June pull up my surgical schedule and see when we can get you into surgery. June, Rachel needs to get in for a rotator cuff repair. When is my next surgical opening?”
“Your next available is in two weeks,” she said.
“Sound good?” I glanced at Rachel.
“Do I have a choice?”
“Not really.”
“Fine. Let’s schedule it.”
“Excellent. June will also schedule your pre-op appointment. Hang in there, Rachel.” I placed my hand on her shoulder and smiled. “You’re in good hands with me.”
