Page 26 of A Doctor for Daisy


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Her smile was massive now. Her teeth were straight and white and almost a little big for her mouth, but he found it just added more to her appeal.

She wasn’t perfect by any means, but all the parts together made for one hell of a package in his eyes.

“I’d love that,” she said.

“Can I get your number?”

“You can,” she said. She wasn’t giving it to him though. “Do you need to write it down or at least put it in your phone? Unless you’ve got a great memory.”

“Oh,” he said. He pulled his phone out of his pocket. He was messing this up. “Go ahead.”

She read her number off to him. “I look forward to hearing from you.”

“It will be soon,” he said.

“James,” he heard and went to get his dinner too. He started to move forward and then looked back as Daisy was walking out the door, but she turned and winked at him.

“Thanks,” he said, reaching for his order.

“She’s a sweetheart,” the woman at the counter said. An older woman and he figured the lady owned the place. Or her family did. In the two years he’d been coming here, they’d always been friendly and this woman sat here talking to everyone.

“She seems it,” he said.

“Good girl working for the Bloom sisters. They have a way of hiring and bringing the nice ones to this area.”

“That’s nice to know,” he said.

“She’d be good for you,” the woman said.

He didn’t know where this was going. It’s not like he even thought this woman knew he was a doctor. He always just gave his last name and that was it. But he was curious why she thought that.

“How so?”

“You seem too serious by far and maybe always in a rush. On your phone when you’re waiting or always ordering a single serving. She’s a ray of sunshine and always so happy. She’d put a smile on your face. Though it looks like she already did when you two were talking.”

“Thanks,” he said and nodded his head to leave. He wasn’t one to get advice about his dating life or take it from strangers.

He drove home. Once in the house, he sat at the island and pulled his dinner out of the bag, then opened the container.

He was hungry enough to just eat right out of this and didn’t care if he could hear his mother in his ear lecturing that it wasn’t good etiquette.

He knew he was too serious in life. He’d always been that way. Some of it was forced on him, the other was pressure to do well.

When he was done eating, he put the remains in the fridge and he’d warm it up tomorrow for his dinner.

He grabbed a beer and went to go sit on the deck to watch the boats on the water and figure out what to say to Daisy.

There was part of him that didn’t want to reach out tonight. And another part that knew if he didn’t, he’d beat himself up wondering if she worried he blew her off.

Or worse yet, that he’d get busy and forget and mess this up completely.

He pulled his phone out and typed:It’s Theo. Dinner, drinks or both. You choose time and place.

This way he wasn’t asking if she wanted to go out. He was trying to sound confident when he was anything but. She did say she wanted to go out with him so he might as well just lead with what they’d do.

It’d been over forty minutes since he’d seen her. Maybe that was too soon in his mind to reach out when he didn’t get a response after five minutes.

But thirty minutes later his phone buzzed:Both sound great. Can I let you know tomorrow? I’ve got to work this weekend, but don’t think for long.

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