surprised
frown.
“Yeah, me. As Spike, and now Spencer.”
“Oh. Well, as Spike you were rather
startling. No, downright shocking! Especially the first time I met
you. I had no warning or expectations. But you never were
intimidating, or off-putting towards me, personally. Even as Spike,
I didn’t fear for my physical safety.”
“Now, I just make you nervous.”
“No. Why? Why would you say that?”
His gaze narrowed onto her lush lips and
mouth. “You bite your lip every time you give me something to do.
It’s almost like you’re afraid I’ll say no. You’re always
back-tracking, and very politely trying to figure out how to act
like my boss. I figured it had something to do with you not being
very comfortable around me.”
“Well, it’s a little awkward. I don’t like
ordering anyone around.”
He covered his snicker with a cough.
“Bullshit! I’ve heard you with the rest of your staff. You have no
trouble with any of them. You have no trouble ever doing what’s
necessary, do you, Doc?”
“No. I guess I don’t.”
“Except with me?”
“I don’t know why. Maybe because I knew you
personally, or because you’re about the only man in my employ. I
don’t know exactly.”
“You don’t know me personally.”
“Okay, then maybe because, I know you
differently and outside of here.”
She looked all around her office, anywhere,
except at him. Spencer pushed off the desk, and stood up to his
full height before her. “Let me know if that guy bothers you again.
Just in case.”
“I’m being paranoid. He only wants to save my
soul.”
“Just let me know, Doc.”
Spencer walked to the door and stopped when
he heard her move. Her damn pants were rustling again. Why could he
do nothing but picture the soft material clinging between her legs?
She never gave off vibes like that, but that’s exactly what he
envisioned.
“Spencer?”
He looked at her. “Yeah?”
“Does it change your opinion of me? Or my
practice? Or just being here?”
Spencer shifted around fully. He was
surprised by the hesitant, nearly frightened look in her eyes. She
was again biting her lip. What was she so nervous about? His
opinion? Why the hell would she care what her lowly handyman
thought of the practice she so successfully ran? But she seemed to
care what his answer was. What he thought of what she did. The surprise in him was palpable, and he believed she really
did care, if the rigidity of her shoulders and her tight-lipped
mouth were any indication.
“What? That you give abortions? No, Doc. I
don’t see you doing anything outside of the utmost ethical and
morally right path.”
“Thank you for saying that. Many don’t
agree.”
“Not an easy decision as a doctor, is
it?”
“No. That’s what everyone misses.”
“Just make sure you’re more careful with
those who do have a problem.”
****
Erica entered Nick and Joelle’s penthouse
without knocking. She was there often, especially lately. She loved
to hold Jody and let Joelle rest. She was also secretly keeping an
eye on Joelle for any signs of problems. There was a time when
Joelle was depressed and Erica intended to do her damnedest to see
that she didn’t suffer through it again.
“Hey there, Mama,” Erica greeted Joelle. She
immediately grabbed the swaddled, sleeping newborn. “Look at you
today. How’s my little angel?”
Joelle sat down and tucked her legs under
her. “How come you didn’t tell me Spencer works for you?
Erica glanced up. Why didn’t she? Why didn’t
she tell Joelle about the night at Spencer and Rob’s house either?
Or about meeting the rest of the former band? Was she afraid of
bringing up bad memories of her friend’s former life? Or was it
more? Something strange about Spencer urged her to keep her mouth
shut. Perhaps, it was because she wasn’t so sure she could easily
gossip about Spencer, not as she knew him now.
“He mentioned he got laid off, and I had a
bunch of odd jobs and some maintenance
frown.
“Yeah, me. As Spike, and now Spencer.”
“Oh. Well, as Spike you were rather
startling. No, downright shocking! Especially the first time I met
you. I had no warning or expectations. But you never were
intimidating, or off-putting towards me, personally. Even as Spike,
I didn’t fear for my physical safety.”
“Now, I just make you nervous.”
“No. Why? Why would you say that?”
His gaze narrowed onto her lush lips and
mouth. “You bite your lip every time you give me something to do.
It’s almost like you’re afraid I’ll say no. You’re always
back-tracking, and very politely trying to figure out how to act
like my boss. I figured it had something to do with you not being
very comfortable around me.”
“Well, it’s a little awkward. I don’t like
ordering anyone around.”
He covered his snicker with a cough.
“Bullshit! I’ve heard you with the rest of your staff. You have no
trouble with any of them. You have no trouble ever doing what’s
necessary, do you, Doc?”
“No. I guess I don’t.”
“Except with me?”
“I don’t know why. Maybe because I knew you
personally, or because you’re about the only man in my employ. I
don’t know exactly.”
“You don’t know me personally.”
“Okay, then maybe because, I know you
differently and outside of here.”
She looked all around her office, anywhere,
except at him. Spencer pushed off the desk, and stood up to his
full height before her. “Let me know if that guy bothers you again.
Just in case.”
“I’m being paranoid. He only wants to save my
soul.”
“Just let me know, Doc.”
Spencer walked to the door and stopped when
he heard her move. Her damn pants were rustling again. Why could he
do nothing but picture the soft material clinging between her legs?
She never gave off vibes like that, but that’s exactly what he
envisioned.
“Spencer?”
He looked at her. “Yeah?”
“Does it change your opinion of me? Or my
practice? Or just being here?”
Spencer shifted around fully. He was
surprised by the hesitant, nearly frightened look in her eyes. She
was again biting her lip. What was she so nervous about? His
opinion? Why the hell would she care what her lowly handyman
thought of the practice she so successfully ran? But she seemed to
care what his answer was. What he thought of what she did. The surprise in him was palpable, and he believed she really
did care, if the rigidity of her shoulders and her tight-lipped
mouth were any indication.
“What? That you give abortions? No, Doc. I
don’t see you doing anything outside of the utmost ethical and
morally right path.”
“Thank you for saying that. Many don’t
agree.”
“Not an easy decision as a doctor, is
it?”
“No. That’s what everyone misses.”
“Just make sure you’re more careful with
those who do have a problem.”
****
Erica entered Nick and Joelle’s penthouse
without knocking. She was there often, especially lately. She loved
to hold Jody and let Joelle rest. She was also secretly keeping an
eye on Joelle for any signs of problems. There was a time when
Joelle was depressed and Erica intended to do her damnedest to see
that she didn’t suffer through it again.
“Hey there, Mama,” Erica greeted Joelle. She
immediately grabbed the swaddled, sleeping newborn. “Look at you
today. How’s my little angel?”
Joelle sat down and tucked her legs under
her. “How come you didn’t tell me Spencer works for you?
Erica glanced up. Why didn’t she? Why didn’t
she tell Joelle about the night at Spencer and Rob’s house either?
Or about meeting the rest of the former band? Was she afraid of
bringing up bad memories of her friend’s former life? Or was it
more? Something strange about Spencer urged her to keep her mouth
shut. Perhaps, it was because she wasn’t so sure she could easily
gossip about Spencer, not as she knew him now.
“He mentioned he got laid off, and I had a
bunch of odd jobs and some maintenance
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