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Before I can say another word, Tony is back at his side with a bottle of expensive champagne and two glasses.
He pops the cork before pouring a taste for Berk. He samples it quickly, motioning that he wants a refill.
I wave a hand over the empty glass since I’m on call.
“Can I join the party?”
The voice behind me is familiar, but unexpected. I glance over my shoulder to see Daxton Robinson behind me.
“Hey, Dr. Morgan.” He raises his hand in the air. “I’m sorry to interrupt but I could really use a minute of your time.”
I survey the room behind him, expecting to see Penny, but instead, I see his folks being seated at a table not twenty feet from where we are.
Why am I not surprised that I keep running into this kid here?
“I’m Berk Morgan.” Berk shoves his hand at Dax as Tony slips away.
“Daxton Robinson.” Dax shakes his hand. “I’m a patient of Dr. Morgan’s.”
Berk shoots me a glance. I toss him one back meant to apologize for the interruption but he pushes back from the table. “I’m going to call Astrid and check in.”
“Wait.” Dax drops his hand to Berk’s forearm. “Are you her husband?”
“I am.” He stands. “I’m pretty sure your girlfriend and sister are at my house right now having dinner with my wife and her cousin.”
“What a small world.” Dax laughs. “It’s good to meet you, man.”
“You too.” Berk motions toward the bar. “I’ll make that call. Sit and talk with Gaines.”
Dax sits his ass down as Berk takes off.
“Again, I’m sorry to interrupt.” Dax kneads his hands together on top of the table. “I just need to tell someone, and since you’re my doctor.”
Concern grips me. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling all right?”
He edges back in the chair before he slides forward again. He’s a bundle of nervous energy. “Penny is the one, Dr. Morgan. I’m in love with her.”
I’m happy for him but that doesn’t explain what’s tearing him up. “What’s bothering you, Dax?”
“I’ve been keeping something from her.” His gaze darts past me. I suspect he’s looking at his parents. “I’ve been keeping it from everyone.”
I’m not a priest, but it feels like he’s about to make a confession. “I can recommend someone you can speak with. I have colleagues who are very experienced in dealing with issues related to anxiety. You may find that helpful.”
“If I tell you something it stays between us, right?” He laughs nervously. “You can’t tell anyone else about it. You took an oath, didn’t you?”
“I’m not a lawyer, Dax,” I explain. “If it’s related to your health, I’m legally bound to keep that information private unless you give me permission to share it.”
He nods. “All right. I get that. It is related to my health.”
Since we’ve finally established that, I take a sip of water and lean back in my chair. “Tell me what it is.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
Eloise
“That was Berk.”Astrid rests her phone against her chest. “What is it about his voice that makes me feel so… complete.”
Stevie looks at Saylor. “That’s how we will be one day.”
