fulfillment and satisfaction through her
patients and running the practice, as well as her condo. She hated
to even think about being lonely, or that she was always alone.
“Maybe. I just don’t know what.”
“Maybe you should try just having some fun.
Wherever you can find it. It really might just change everything
for you. It might even change your whole life.”
She glanced at Joelle and considered her
simple advice. Maybe everything really was missing in her life.
Fun. Passion. Joy. But Spencer? Spencer Mattox? He wasn’t exactly
the kind of person who brought the words like fun, passion, and joy
to mind. He evoked thoughts of what? Sex. Hot, demanding,
passionate sex. He also brought deep, dark, complicated issues to
mind, along with sarcasm, and angry resentment. Not exactly what
she needed in her life, although she wasn’t sure what she was
seeking.
Chapter Six
Spencer soon became the go-to guy for Erica’s
building. It was four stories tall, and located thirty miles from
Downtown Seattle, where Erica lived. It sat right on the border
line of Edmonds and Lynnwood. Erica bought the building not long
after joining the North Region Women’s Clinic. It was close to the
hospital where she delivered babies, but far enough from her condo
downtown, thus, rarely allowing her private life to overlap with
her professional.
Besides the women’s clinic, there was a
pediatrician’s office, a lab, a dentist, an insurance company, and
two start-up businesses. Spencer worked for all of them, in one
capacity or another. There seemed to be no end to his talents for
odd jobs, and he often surprised Erica with how many things he knew
how to fix and maintain. From painting, to power tools, to
unclogging the toilets: he was constantly busy. She began seeing
him less frequently. He’d stop by if he were around her office, and
ask what to do next, or update her on what he’d just done. He was
usually in and out of the admitting room. Erica walked in on more
than one conversation between her nurses, her bookkeeper, and her
receptionist, over how hot Spencer was. She also often heard them
speculating about who he was, and where he came from.
No one knew anything substantial about him.
Including Erica. He never spoke about himself. She remained
uncomfortable with him as he said very little to her and smiled
even less. He was there every day, always on time, always
available, and never slacked off on any of his tasks. He worked
hard, and didn’t whine, complain or waste time. That was something
she didn’t expect. Prior to Spencer accepting the job, the position
was usually filled by irresponsible teenagers. After a month or so,
she had to fire the kids for failure to perform the job. That was
part of why she already raised Spencer’s salary. Quite simply, he
was the first one to ever do the job decently or take it
seriously.
Yet, Erica sensed he seemed to detest her.
Why? She didn’t know.
When her patients occasionally ran into
Spencer as he moved about the office, and whispered, who was
that? in a nearly breathless tone. Erica had to resist smiling.
She found it reassuring because she wasn’t the only one who was so
obviously affected by Spencer Mattox. Spencer seemed to inspire the
lustful imaginations of the strangest females: from a
seventy-year-old woman, bent over by arthritis, and a
fifty-two-year-old woman, returning for a pap smear, to a young
college student, nine months pregnant. Despite their ages,
conditions, or medical reasons for being at the clinic, they all
seemed to grow hot and bothered at the sight of Spencer. Spencer
obviously monopolized the prurient interests of everyone at the
clinic.
Including Erica.
****
“Hey beautiful.”
Erica looked up from her chart when she heard
Roy’s voice through her office door. She clicked her pen, set it
down, and stood up.
“Hi Roy. What are you doing here?”
“Looking for a dinner date.”
“Oh. You should have called.
patients and running the practice, as well as her condo. She hated
to even think about being lonely, or that she was always alone.
“Maybe. I just don’t know what.”
“Maybe you should try just having some fun.
Wherever you can find it. It really might just change everything
for you. It might even change your whole life.”
She glanced at Joelle and considered her
simple advice. Maybe everything really was missing in her life.
Fun. Passion. Joy. But Spencer? Spencer Mattox? He wasn’t exactly
the kind of person who brought the words like fun, passion, and joy
to mind. He evoked thoughts of what? Sex. Hot, demanding,
passionate sex. He also brought deep, dark, complicated issues to
mind, along with sarcasm, and angry resentment. Not exactly what
she needed in her life, although she wasn’t sure what she was
seeking.
Chapter Six
Spencer soon became the go-to guy for Erica’s
building. It was four stories tall, and located thirty miles from
Downtown Seattle, where Erica lived. It sat right on the border
line of Edmonds and Lynnwood. Erica bought the building not long
after joining the North Region Women’s Clinic. It was close to the
hospital where she delivered babies, but far enough from her condo
downtown, thus, rarely allowing her private life to overlap with
her professional.
Besides the women’s clinic, there was a
pediatrician’s office, a lab, a dentist, an insurance company, and
two start-up businesses. Spencer worked for all of them, in one
capacity or another. There seemed to be no end to his talents for
odd jobs, and he often surprised Erica with how many things he knew
how to fix and maintain. From painting, to power tools, to
unclogging the toilets: he was constantly busy. She began seeing
him less frequently. He’d stop by if he were around her office, and
ask what to do next, or update her on what he’d just done. He was
usually in and out of the admitting room. Erica walked in on more
than one conversation between her nurses, her bookkeeper, and her
receptionist, over how hot Spencer was. She also often heard them
speculating about who he was, and where he came from.
No one knew anything substantial about him.
Including Erica. He never spoke about himself. She remained
uncomfortable with him as he said very little to her and smiled
even less. He was there every day, always on time, always
available, and never slacked off on any of his tasks. He worked
hard, and didn’t whine, complain or waste time. That was something
she didn’t expect. Prior to Spencer accepting the job, the position
was usually filled by irresponsible teenagers. After a month or so,
she had to fire the kids for failure to perform the job. That was
part of why she already raised Spencer’s salary. Quite simply, he
was the first one to ever do the job decently or take it
seriously.
Yet, Erica sensed he seemed to detest her.
Why? She didn’t know.
When her patients occasionally ran into
Spencer as he moved about the office, and whispered, who was
that? in a nearly breathless tone. Erica had to resist smiling.
She found it reassuring because she wasn’t the only one who was so
obviously affected by Spencer Mattox. Spencer seemed to inspire the
lustful imaginations of the strangest females: from a
seventy-year-old woman, bent over by arthritis, and a
fifty-two-year-old woman, returning for a pap smear, to a young
college student, nine months pregnant. Despite their ages,
conditions, or medical reasons for being at the clinic, they all
seemed to grow hot and bothered at the sight of Spencer. Spencer
obviously monopolized the prurient interests of everyone at the
clinic.
Including Erica.
****
“Hey beautiful.”
Erica looked up from her chart when she heard
Roy’s voice through her office door. She clicked her pen, set it
down, and stood up.
“Hi Roy. What are you doing here?”
“Looking for a dinner date.”
“Oh. You should have called.
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