Page 15 of Wild Card

He shakes his head. “Pity the man. She’ll let you down easy because that’s her style.”

“Made it through a few wars. Think I can handle the princess.”

“Good God, man! Don’t let her hear you call her that.”

I chuckle, watching as she slowly comes our way.

My cock stirs at the way her hips sway with each step of her approach. She’s veiled her shock with indifference. “Is this some kind of prank?”

“More like a hell of a coincidence. It’s my lucky day.”

“Lucas, is this my patient?” She addresses him, avoiding direct eye contact.

“This is Talon Simms.” He hands over my folder. She glances through it, ruffling the pages with slightly shaky fingers. “Shoulder injury?”

“Something like that,” I answer.

“Reoccurring?”

“Two separate incidences. One occupational, one sports related.”

“Occupational?” She spares me a quick glance. “Dr. Koch released you three weeks ago.”

“Yeah, he’s pretty pissed.”

“I doubt that. The man is even-keeled.”

“You didn’t hear him when I called.”

“Maybe you should have taken your rehabilitation with him more seriously,” she snipes. “You’re fortunate he chose to work with you again.”

My cock comes fully alive. Who knew fire and ice would be my kryptonite?

“Wills,” her friend rumbles, kicking her foot.

This seems to snap her back into place and she straightens her shoulders, shutting the folder. “That was uncalled for. I’m Willow Richards. I’ll be working with you today.”

“Sounds good. Should I call you Doc?”

“Not until after I complete the DPT program. For now, you can call me Willow.”

“Maybe we should let them get started.” The woman pulls on Lucas to leave, snatching my file. When she’s behind Willow, she flashes me a thumbs up and mouths ‘good luck’.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” Willow pinches the bridge of her nose.

“I thought the same thing when I spotted you. What are the chances? You ghost me and here you are?”

“I didn’t ghost you! It was time to leave.”

“You could have at least answered my question.”

“What was the question?”

“When I asked your name.”

“There was no need. Everything was so… weird.”

“Tell yourself that.”

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