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“Did you seriously just whistle at me?” I give him an incredulous look and then dab at my eyes. I hadn’t even realized I was still tearing.
His palm comes up to his chest and he stumbles back losing his footing. He falls over Jamie’s desk. It’s covered in all kinds of papers, and everything gets mixed up. Evan quickly pushes off the desk and comes to his full height as he scrambles to straighten the papers on the desk while I stand with my arms crossed in front of my chest. My right brow is cocked while I wait for an explanation.
“Shit Patty,” he runs his fingers nervously through the chestnut strands of his hair. “I’m so sorry. Didn’t know it was you.”
I scoff. “You can’t be serious. Do you really whistle at women? Who does that?”
He backs up a few steps. “I really didn’t mean it. Please accept my apology.” He’s still holding his palm to his heart. When he pauses and his eyes narrow on me like he is really taking me in.
“Are you okay?”
I dab at my eyes once again.
“I’m fine.” I hold my chin high.
“You don’t seem fine,” he retorts.
“Even if I’m not fine you are the last person I would talk too,” I say. “You literally just whistled at my behind.”
His face scrunches. “Sorry about that. I’m having an off morning. I’m used to seeing Mike and Jamie in here. I walk in and I see a female with a behind of a goddess and I lost my senses.”
Did he just complement my ass?I don’t know what to make of this guy. My parents have had him over for dinner and he’s good friends with Skylar’s boyfriend, but I don’t know anything about him. What I do know is I am his therapist and I prefer to keep things professional.
“Look Evan, I’m the new assistant physical therapist for the team. You talking about my. . . behind,” I say quickly. “Is completely inappropriate.”
“Shit.” He rubs the back of his neck. “I keep putting my foot in my mouth. I just wanted to compliment you. I didn’t mean to be inappropriate. I had a bad night and woke up feeling like shit. That’s why I’m here. Mike sometimes came in early. I thought I’d be seeing him and then I was met with your fine . . .” he pauses, and his amber eyes turn wide. “Shit.” He squeezes his eyes shut. “Ima go. I clearly can’t think straight this morning.”
Something inside me softens. “It’s fine. I just pulled your file but I didn’t have a chance to review it. Do you want to tell me what kind of pain you’re having? I know there’s a game tomorrow, so we need to have you ready.”
“Thanks Patty. I do appreciate it. I’m sorry for the misunderstanding,” he says politely.
We walk into the therapy room where there are treatment tables lined up along with other equipment.
“Have a seat.” I motion to Evan to sit on one of the tables.
“Okay what kind of pain are you having?” I ask.
“Honestly, my entire body is sore. I had a bad night and kind of drank too much. I don’t usually drink that much but I . . .” he shakes his head. “Everything hurts.”
I don’t know what to make of this guy but I’m here to make sure he feels good.
“Take of your shirt and pants. Stay in your boxers,” I say for clarification. “Put this gown on,” I say passing him a white gown. Jamie mentioned the gowns aren’t usually used in these settings but after he complimented my ass twice I feel it’s necessary to be extra professional. I know there are cameras all around the facility but still. . .
“I’m going to review your file while you get ready,” I say.
I head back to the offices to give him privacy and pull his file. He’s had some minor injuries from games. I read about the arm he broke senior year of college. It still gives him some pain. He was cross checked in the last game and had some pain in his ribs. I close the file and head back out.
“All ready?” I ask with a professional grin.
He nods waiting on the edge of the table with his gown on and his feet dangling off the sides.
“Lie on your front please,” I order.
He does as I say, and I grab one of the massage oil bottles and rub it through my hands.
“We’ll start off with some basic massage. Let me know if it’s painful. I can go softer. Can you please lower the gown?”
He shifts lowering his gown revealing sculpted shoulders and arms. I’m not surprised he’s so built. I was expecting the players to be in top physical shape. He lies on his stomach and I slowly start at his neck working out the knots there.
