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Four
Gage
My nerves are shotto hell, and I hold myself back from busting out of this exam room and doing something stupid, like confronting the bastard doctor using Lauren as a side chick.
I tip my head back.
Dude was wearing a wedding ring.
She wasn’t.
She’s a mistress.
Where the fuck is the girl I fell in love with years ago?
She’s gone. That much is clear.
My attention goes to the door at the sound of a knock. As bad as I don’t want to, I hope it’s Lauren on the other end.
My wish isn’t answered.
My nostrils flare when Dr. Whitman walks back into the room.
Fucking douche bag.
Dude looks smart, rich, like he has his life in order, except for the whole cheating thing, and I bite back the urge to demand he get out of my face. Problem is, I’d look like a dumbass.
Lauren is no longer mine. She can do whatever … or whoever … she wants.
That doesn’t mean I’ll be happy about it, nor will I be happy for her.
He smiles like he isn’t fucking the girl who owns my heart. “Nurse Barnes said she stitched you up. You got lucky, having the nurse with the best hands, although I’m surprised at how fast she was with you. She might’ve broken a record.”
“I’m sure she’s a busy woman,” I grumble. I want to rip this fucker’s arm off.
He inspects my stitches and removes his gloves. “That she is. We see a fair number of patients for a smaller hospital. I’ll send the discharge nurse in. Hopefully, I’ll have you and your father out before the game comes on.”
I can’t help but laugh. “He tell you he was leaving if you didn’t?”
“Sure did.”
I stop him when he turns around to leave. “You married, Dr. Whitman?”
He twists his ring with a smile filled with memories. “Yes.”
Don’t kill him. Don’t kill him.
“Nurse Barnes is a lucky woman.”
He flinches. “Excuse me?”
“Nurse Barnes is your wife, correct?”
He cocks his head to the side. “Mr. Perry, I’m not sure where you got the idea.” His eyes widen when I crack my knuckles. “I’m confused on where you’re going with this.”
“How wouldyour wifefeel about you having an affair with a nurse? Treating Lauren as a side piece to get your rocks off while going through some midlife crisis?”
He shakes his head while processing what I said. “Lauren is not my wife, nor is she my side piece. I’m very happily married to my husband, Alec. Alec is one of Lauren’s closest friends. The invite was to my husband’s surprise birthday dinner. I apologize if any behavior led you to believe there was an inappropriate relationship between us.”
