Until Autumn

I lean back against the doorframe, crossing arms over my chest as I realize that she’s throwing my bullshit from yesterday right back at me. I can’t help but find this the most exciting part of my day. “I guess I have a bit of work to do then,” I tell her. “I wonder if I have a disposable student or someone who needs to be pulled back in line that could spend the next week reviewing the changes …”

Autumn shakes her head, her eyes slowly widening. “You wouldn’t dare.”

I grin wide, teasing her. “Try me.”

“No, that’s bullshit. I’ve done my time for yesterday’s fuck-up. I want to see babies shooting out of vaginas.”

I can’t help but laugh as I push off the doorframe and walk through to my office. “I’m just fucking with you,” I tell her as she follows me through to my desk. “I don’t mean this to be offensive, but a review of the procedures would never be accepted by a student on her second day of her training program.”

Autumn nods and leans against the back of the chair opposite my desk. “I thought that much, which is why all I did was circle the ones that looked like they needed to be looked over.”

I nod and flip open the first folder before quickly flicking through the pages to find a yellow highlighted circle on nearly every page of the damn thing. “Holy shit,” I breathe. “This is going to take me weeks to get through.”

Autumn straightens. “You wouldn’t have to do it, would you?”

I shrug my shoulders. “I’m the most qualified. Who better to take it on? It’s either going to fall in my lap or Dr. Harding’s, and he has a family at home. And besides, he’d probably get halfway through and then put it in the hands of an intern who’ll fuck it all up.”

Autumn’s face falls. “I’m sorry. I figured some CEO or guy in a suit would have to do it. If I knew it would cause you all this trouble, I never would have—”

“Don’t worry about it. You were right to point them out. Don’t apologize for picking up on something that no one else bothered to.”

She gives me a tight smile and raises her head to meet my eye. “I mean … I could help you. It would probably help me in the long run, you know, really familiarizing myself with everything.”

A grin stretches across my face. “I thought you could recite the procedures backward?”

Autumn rolls her eyes. “Okay, so I might have exaggerated a little bit, but I’m a woman in a man’s world,” she explains as her eyes begin to sparkle with laughter. “Besides, you guys exaggerate all the time.”

Is she seriously talking about dicks right now? I can’t help but laugh as I look back down at the work. I really don’t have the time to go through all of this. I glance back up at her to find her nervously biting her bottom lip and starting to look a little awkward. I know I shouldn’t ask her this, but I can’t resist. “I might take you up on that offer. Are you sure you’re down for helping? It would have to be after your shifts. Probably a few hours each night.”

She watches me for a brief second, really considering my proposal before finally nodding. “Yeah, I’d love to,” she tells me. “I mean, I don’t know how much help I’ll actually be. I could maybe review them and give my thoughts, then you could correct every little thing I say and re-do it all until it’s shiny and perfect.”

I shake my head, so endeared by everything she has to offer. “Don’t be ridiculous. I reviewed each of your files before being selected for this program. If I didn’t value your opinion, you wouldn’t be here.”

Her eyes seem to shimmer with happiness, and it does all sorts of things to me. “Are you trying to get in my good graces after locking me in that study room?”

“I didn’t realize an arrogant asshole such as myself could be in your good graces,” I throw back at her.

She bites down on her lip, her cheeks instantly flaming with the brightest shade of pink. “I, uh … I need to apologize about my behavior last night. I was so out of line to talk about you like that. I’m also not usually so irresponsible when it comes to drinking, but I’d had a really shitty day, and you know … I’m sorry. I’m just really embarrassed by the whole thing.”

“It’s fine,” I tell her, walking around the side of my desk and placing myself right in front of her. “You were right. I am an arrogant asshole, and watching you write yourself off was entertaining as hell. Yet, for some reason, every insult that came flying out of your mouth was the most refreshing thing I’ve ever heard. You’re the first person in a long time to freely speak your mind. Although, hearing my newest student declaring that my new name is Dr. Dick wasn’t great for my ego, it was definitely a night I won’t forget.”