Page 14 of Kevlar To My Vest


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She scaled the step with little effort and walked into the building.

“Thank you for the ride, Trance. I appreciate it.” Viddy said. “You can leave now. I’ll call a cab to get me back home.”

I snorted. “In your dreams, sweet cheeks. You care if I come in with you?”

“Well,” Viddy hesitated. “I don’t think so. It’s not like I’m going for my gynecologist appointment or anything.”

The quip was out before I even realized I was saying it.

“We can play doctor later. I’ll give you a thorough exam.” I teased.

Then my gut tightened. Would she freak out?

She surprised me though, by laughing. “Oh, that sounds like fun. Do men have man doctors like women have lady doctors? I could reciprocate.” She whispered to me and then walked away.

I choked on my spit. The woman was surprising, if anything else.

I watched as she went up to the receptionist desk, Radar at her side, with Viddy’s hands planted firmly around the collar at his neck. She checked in with the woman, and then turned to regard me.

“Where do you want to sit?” She asked.

It rankled that she wasn’t quite looking at me, so I walked up close to her and moved her face slightly until she was staring into my eyes, despite the dreaded glasses that were covering them.

Pushing them up onto her head, I said, “Anywhere. A couple seats in the very back are open. That okay with you?”

“Lead the way.” She said, holding out her hand.

I took it gratefully, glad that she was accepting help, even though I knew it rankled her to do so.

Once we were seated, I finally replied to the comment she’d thrown at me before.

“As for men having men doctors...no, I don’t think so. At least, I’ve had no need for one. The general doc that I see does all the nice prostate checks, though. And there’s no way you’re doing that to me. Just FYI.” I chuckled.

As I watched, her face went from a nice porcelain white to a cherry red in 2.3 seconds.

“I-I-I....” she stammered. “That wasn’t nice. You’re a shithead.”

“Hey! You started it!” I scoffed.

“Viddy Sheffield?” A nurse’s voice called from across the room.

My head lifted and I saw a cute young woman in bright lime green scrubs holding a chart and standing with her back to the open door.

“Oh, that’s me.” Viddy said, standing.

And I watched in fascination as Radar went back to his spot at Viddy’s right and started leading her through the throng of chairs until they reached the nurse’s side.

“You have a helper today. He’s beautiful.” The nurse replied once they were through the door.

“Oh, yes he is. This is Radar. He’s a K-9 officer. But he isn’t mine, he belongs to the handsome man behind me.” Viddy replied, using her thumb to point at me.

I rolled my eyes. “How do you know I’m handsome? I could be covered in pimples and have three double chins for all you know.”

Viddy burst out laughing. “Yeah, I’ve been in your arms. I know you don’t have an ounce of fat on you. As for the pimples, I can’t see those. It doesn’t matter. Your voice is beautiful, though. You have a big heart, and you care about me. That’s what matters.”

I felt humbled. It was nice, for once, not to be judged by my looks.

“Aww, y’all are so cute together! I wish I had a man like yours, honey. I’m jealous.” The nurse cooed.

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