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A woall of the sick, sexy things I’d let Seth do to me

"Excuse me?" She asks Her tone is thick with snobby attitude

Her wrinkled, aged face co at her cherry colored lips that are pursed into an annoyed line Her white hair sits on the top of her head, like a poodle Yep, she reers on the worn out keyboard "Name, please?"

"Miriam Matthews" I type as she speaks

I tick her name as attended and tell her to have a seat With a frustrated exhale, she struts away from ht, forcing her gigantic, fake boobs as high as they can possibly go I wonder if she coo of her youth I s to know the on Seth He was difficult and that bugs me With the old lady, on the other hand, I think I have a pretty good idea of what she’s all about I peer overby the way she sits with her legs tightly crossed as she subconsciously taps her beautiful er on her equally beautiful diamond watch tellseveryone is busy these days The rock-hard, lifeless pair of fake tits that protruded froo of youth point I glance at her hands There’s a tan line on her ring finger and I’ to assume she’s a recentto her latest of five husbands I look at h She’s had three naes the past two years I click on ‘John Matthews’ the na red ‘DECEASED’ waterood at what I do

"Aren’t you breaching some kind of doctor-slash-patient confidentiality laws?" I jump and switch the monitor off as Selena slides onto my desk

"Jesus," I breathe "You scared the hell out ofa few annoyed scowls froainst my lips "Shoosh, this ishere?"

She flicks her soft, blonde curls so they drape over her shoulder and leans closer to arette on her breath htly, I shove her backwards "Your breath s"

"Oops," She reaches for a piece of guum into herterribly

"What are you doing here?" I ask again as she applies ht I’d come check on you You didn’t answer any of e coat and tucks it underneath her "I orried I half expected to find you dead so into Seth at the gyot to text Selena back "I switched ot a little caught up at Dad’s gy Anyway, you really broke up with Blade?"

I nod "Yep"

"And there’s no getting back with hi the fact that we’re in a quiet place, Selena squeals like a pre-teen who’s just won backstage tickets to a Justin Bieber concert Fro she pulls out a e at her high voice--but a few enjoyed having a sli back wine The door closest to my reception desk opens abruptly and Mason Peterson, s to his fantastically tight body He’s in good shape for someone who’s as old as he is--early forties, olden color, like baked bread and his eyes are a striking blue He moved his business to Portland, Maine froo due to a rocky divorce Besideand I drop ers across the keyboard, pretending to type

"What’s going on here, Olivia?" He asks sternly

Mason is an awesoet aith a lot of stuff most bosses would fire their employees for and occasionally I abuse it

"I have no idea who this girl is" I say "She must be a patient here"

I pick up the phone "Hello, Guyers and Peterson Psychology this is Olivia"

Mason exhales, placing his hands firmly on his hips His azure eyes narrow in on me and the disappointment is clear on his face "Olivia, I’ and Selena you’re not allowed to drink in here How htly together to prevent h I’ out of my nose Damn, Selena She knows exactly how to turn uys How ive you?"

"I’hter tears frohtly "I had no idea Selena was co today She just showed up"

"Yeah, okay" He doesn’t believe ht"

Wow, so apparently that’s inforlare and she shrugs it off Selena has a habit of running herood boss, but he’s also persistent I’ve lost count of how many times he has asked uy was an asshole How are you holding up?"

I shrug "Surprisingly well, actually" I made it out of bed so that’s a start

"Good" He pulls his cell phone from his back pocket and dials a number "Sally? Hi, it’s Mason Yeah Can you coreat See you soon"

I gape at hi you time to relax You can come back in two days"

Selena bounces excitedly, but I crossfavors for s in return "That’s unnecessary"

"It’s happening, now get out of here before you costand step away fro to corabs her coat, hooks her arm around my elbow and pulls me toward the door I look back at Mason who positions himself behind the desk He switches on the ht where I left it Mason shoots h the door before he changes his o

Selena and I pull into a sht tooth and nail for Mexican, but I think I ain Ever

We sit by athat showcases the not-so-beautiful scenery of the car park and the full highway