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“Must be something interesting.”
She set the phone face down on the table. “Oh, it’s nothing. Just some article Delilah sent me. She did a compatibility test with her and Miguel that some website published. A website called LuxaGlam or something like that.”
Once a month, he took her sister with him to volunteer at the clinic where he unofficially began his medical career. While Delilah wouldn’t do clinical rotations until her third year of medical school, he’d gotten her certified to assist with treatment orders, drawing blood, and taking vitals, and she was his scribe whenever they were short on volunteers.
On the days she worked at the clinic, Delilah always made sure they ate lunch together, and for the majority of their lunch hour, if Delilah’s mouth was moving, she was talking about her fiancé.
He knew that Delilah and her fiancé, Miguel Reyes, had a friends-to-lovers type of relationship and that Miguel was one of her brother’s two best friends; the other one was an international bestselling author named Carson Hollister, who was married to her brother’s wife’s best friend.
He knew that Miguel was from the Dominican Republic and that Delilah now preferred it“when Miguel wears his hair on the longer side.”Then, he was present when Miguel proposed to Delilah at the biggest game in professional football. Yet, Delilah regularly gave him a full recap of the moment.
He pretended to hate the jabbering and the company, but whenever Miguel was in town and the two of them had lunch instead, he noticed her absence.
Raina picked up her fork and poked at her breakfast skillet. “It’s a ridiculous quiz. She even sent it to my brother and his wife.”
“Is there something wrong with your food?” he asked. “I can have them bring you something different. Don’t eat that if you don’t want it, but you have to eat something.”
“Look at you, looking out for my well-being.”
She brought a forkful to her mouth.
While he didn’t know whether she was a picky eater now, he knew she’d been a picky eater in the past. Picky to the point of dangerous. That, Delilah had shared with him as well, and it was one of the reasons Raina was as dedicated to eating disorders as she was.
“It’s almost as if I’m your husband or something,” he said. “Is it good?”
“Yeah.” She nodded. “It’s good.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
They spent the remainder of their breakfast eating in silence.
After breakfast, Raina holed herself up in the bedroom. Since he had a few hours to kill before his presentation, he went to the living area to review his notes.
“Over the past decade, we’ve witnessed incredible advancements in head and neck surgical techniques, from minimally invasive procedures to cutting-edge robotic-assisted surgeries. The pursuit of innovation…the pursuit of innovation…”
The words went from evenly spaced to smashed together, then eventually rearranged as his gaze drifted from the notepad to his phone on the coffee table.
He was educated.
Highly-educated.
Plus, there was no way a compatibility test, no doubt made up by a group of college interns at an agency someone had approved to be named LuxaGlam, was scientifically sound.
“The pursuit of innovation has enabled us to provide safer, more precise treatments, enhancing quality of life for patients,” he went on. “Today, I’ll be sharing exciting research findings in microvascular reton…retonsctruct…reconsctruct…”
The letters laughed at him, jumping back and forth, changing their positions until they formed a word not even the most skillful tongue could pronounce.
Sighing, he set the notes aside and grabbed his phone, but he didn’t have to go searching LuxaGlam’s website to locate the so-called test.
Delilah Daniels - 1st Year Menace
You like my sister, right?
Who am I kidding? You’re basically in love with her.
See how you do on this. Text me when you start so I know to be near my phone. Anything you don’t know, I’ll help with.
https://www.luxaglam.com/compatibilitychecker
