Reva
Kelly is having a Murphy's Law day. If something can go wrong, it
does. To make it just absolutely perfect, she breaks the heel off her
shoe during a client meeting. Though the shoe gets fixed, the heel
breaks again when she's running for cover to escape the rain. This
time, of course, she manages to break her leg. It turns out that the
break was a lucky one after all, because the doctor is in—and he's
hot!
There
was some fumbling with the curtain and a young doctor poked his head
in with a grin. "Am I in the right place? I'm looking for Reva
Kelly?"
I
waved, smirking sardonically.
"You've found what's left of me." I grinned shyly.
He
eyed me in a more than professional fashion, lingering on my broken
ankle. Then his gaze drifted back up to my eyes, focusing there.
"Red
hair," he murmured.
"And
green eyes," I countered. "And you are?"
A
brown haired, sun bronzed love god, by the look of him. His eyes were
a amber brown with little flecks of gold.
"Sorry,
I'm Mr. Perrine's personal physician." He smirked and winked.
"You
are really a doctor, aren't you?" This was from Jane. I guess
she felt like I did that he looked really young.
"Of
course. Doctor Hal Perrine at your service."
"You're
related to Mr. Perrine?" Jane jumped in with all the right
questions before I could even formulate them.
"Yes,
his great-nephew. My grandfather is his older brother."
"But
you are a real
doctor?" Jane couldn't let that drop.
"I'm
sorry, I didn't get your name?" He held out his hand to her,
artificial smile on his face.
"Jane
Mercer, her assistant."
"Ms.
Mercer, I promise, I'm a bona fide doctor. See? It even says so on my
coat." He pointed to his name tag.
"How
much experience do you have?"
"Is
this a job interview? I came by to be polite and see if Miss Kelly
needed anything."
"And
I'm very grateful," I interjected. I didn't blame him for
being annoyed. I have people think I'm too young for my job too.
"Jane's concerned for my welfare, Dr. Perrine. She takes a
sisterly interest in me. We've worked together nearly five years and
we're very close."
I
smiled sweetly at the doctor and flashed Jane a warning look. Her
lips clamped shut on whatever comments she had, but her eyes were
very expressive.
Hal
picked up my chart and read through it quickly, nodding and making
noncommittal noises as he did so. His smile was distracted as he put
the file back down.
"Miss
Kelly, Uncle Jake is really concerned about you. I've never seen him
take such interest in one of his people before. You must be very
special."
I
shrugged. "No more so than anyone else, I'm sure. Though what
use I'll be in a cast, I can't imagine."
"It
won't slow you down that much. A little at first until you get used
to it. The pain meds will make you groggy though."
"Have
you had a broken leg, Doctor?" Jane asked abruptly.
"Yes.
As a matter of fact, I've broken both legs at different times. Both
arms within six months of each other, three ribs, my nose, one wrist
and an odd assortment of toes. It's why I became an orthopedic man.
After all my fractures, I had a pretty good working knowledge and
thought I'd put it to use."
"Were
you in car accidents or something?" Jane was amazed at the
doctor's list of breaks.
"Mostly
clumsy, but also I like extreme sports. I've been sky diving, wind
surfing, bungee jumping, snow boarding from helicopters and I like to
race dirt bikes."
"Is
that how you broke your leg?" I asked, figuring dirt bikes were
pretty dangerous.
He
glanced away, rubbing his nose distractedly before answering.
"Actually, I broke my leg once playing golf and the other time
falling out of bed." He blushed, looking more than a little
embarrassed. "What? It was a high bed!"
He
looked so innocent, I had to laugh. Hal laughed heartily at himself
as well. I liked Dr. Hal Perrine. He was handsome, funny and
intelligent. Everything I look for in a man. Could I be so brazen as
to ask him out? He wasn't wearing a wedding ring. What the hell, I
had enough drugs in me to stop a truck.
"Hal,"
I said before I lost my nerve. "Maybe some day after I get used
to the cast, we could go for a cup of coffee or bungee jumping?"
"No
bungee for awhile." He tried to frown and couldn't. "But
coffee sounds pretty safe. I haven't broken anything drinking
coffee—yet."
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2017 Dellani Oakes
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