thought they
wanted a permanent relationship.
Yasmine glanced over the notes for the
wedding she jotted down and breathed another sigh of relief that
Cannon wouldn’t be the best man.
*****
“ Make sure to give her the
medicine twice a day with food.” Cannon scribbled out a
prescription for strep throat on his pad and handed it to his
patient’s mother. “She’ll need to rest for the rest of the week, so
I’m giving you a doctor’s note for her school as well.” He handed
her another piece of paper.
“ Thank you so much, Dr.
Arrington. I’m glad you were able to squeeze us in
today.”
“ No problem. I’ve been
your children’s pediatrician for years. I care about their
well-being and your peace of mind.” He looked at the little girl
who sat on the exam table, leaning her head on her mother’s
shoulder. “Kailyn, make sure to grab something from the treasure
box by the door.”
The little girl smiled and slid off of
the table. “You’re my favorite doctor,” she said with a hoarse
voice as she sat on the floor rummaging through the box.
After they left, Cannon washed his
hands and headed back to his office. He checked his watch. It was
almost two o’clock, and he needed to head to the other side of
town. He chuckled. He couldn’t believe he agreed to be Doug’s best
man that morning, but since he’d gotten the week of the medical
conference mixed up, he was now available. Plus, Doug’s brother was
a truck driver and would be in and out of town, making it hard for
him to run whatever errands the groom needed.
Cannon hung his white coat on the back
of the door and retrieved his blue suit jacket from his desk chair
and took a deep breath. Today he would have to face Yasmine for the
first time in twelve years. His heart stopped for a second. Just
the thought of her still shook him. Even though he hadn’t seen or
spoken to her, she’d still entered his mind from time to time. Her
smile, her cute giggle, the sexy way his name rolled off her tongue
and how she glided her fingers over his chest, all still occupied
his brain. He’d hated the way their relationship ended and had felt
guilty about it ever since.
“ Getting ready to
leave?”
Cannon snapped out of his thoughts and
looked up to see his twin sister, Raven, standing in his doorway,
staring at him with the same almond-shaped, chocolate eyes he saw
every morning in the mirror. Her pink peacoat lay draped over her
arm, a huge black leather purse dangled on her wrist, and the gray
opera gloves lying in her hand matched the belt on her black sheath
dress. Her reddish-brown curls were swept up into a bun on top of
her head with a few escaped ringlets around her face. He smiled.
His sister was always classy and elegant even when she wasn’t
trying to be.
“ Yep.” He grabbed his car
keys.
“ I’ll walk out with you.
I’m off to the hospital to deliver your next patient.”
Cannon and Raven, at age thirty-eight,
were the oldest of five siblings. They ran their family’s private
medical practice, Arrington Family Specialists, which their parents
started when the twins were in undergrad. The middle child, Sean,
was a psychiatrist, followed by Bria, an allergist who also
specialized in holistic medicine, and the youngest, Shelbi, who had
just completed her first year of her residency, would eventually
join the practice as an endocrinologist. Their parents had recently
semi-retired, working only three days a week, and would fully
retire once Shelbi completed her residency.
Once they made it to the parking lot,
he could sense the hesitancy in Raven as she stood next to his
black 745 BMW twirling her keys.
“ Soooooo … are you
nervous?”
“ A little. I’m taken aback
that I had no idea she’s been in town for six months or that her
mother had cancer, but apparently she asked Sherika and Doug not to
tell me.” He shrugged.
“ It won’t be so bad.
You’re just meeting with the coordinator to set up appointments and
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