Her eyes dart to the waiting room. We're booked full for the entire day. Neither of us has time to stand around talking about Trey. "Give me one juicy detail and I swear I'll leave you alone."
I pick up the file for Brazen, the small terrier, who is here for his yearly check-up. "Trey's left nipple is pierced."
"What the hell?" She doesn't even try to keep that to an acceptable level. Every single person in the waiting room turns toward us.
"Shh," I hush her. "You're going to get us both fired."
"You saw his nipple piercing?"
I shake my head as I tuck a requisition into the file of a labradoodle set to walk through the door any second with its owner. "I met him at Veil East on Saturday night. He told me about it when we were dancing."
"That's hot."
"What's hot?" Dr. Hunt's unmistakable deep voice startles us both as he exits his office next to the reception desk.
I turn when Tilly answers him. "Beacon's temperature, Dr. The cat in exam room two is burning up. I'm ready if you are."
Skepticism knits his brow. "I'm ready, Matilda. Follow me."
She does, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her brows wiggling. Dr. Hunt is a handsome man. He knows it. Every person in the waiting room does too which is why all heads turn as he walks past with Tilly hot on his heel.
***
"It's been days since you two had dinner. Are you going to see him again this week?" Ellie chews on the end of a carrot. "If you are, I think you should wear that strapless red dress you wore to my birthday party. It shows off all your assets."
"Like my ass?" I squirm on the chair I'm sitting on next to her dining table. I came here to decompress after three very long days of work. I've stayed late each night since my date with Trey. Two of my co-workers are out sick so that means extra overtime for everyone who hasn't caught the flu bug yet.
"That and other things." She circles her hand in front of her chest.
"My breasts aren't that big." I look down at the front of my scrubs. It's my go-to outfit for work since Dr. Hunt requires that every one of his employees wears the personalized blue scrubs he supplies. They have our names stamped above a small pocket on the left chest area. On the right side is the name of the clinic, Premier Pet Care. "I'm a C-Cup."
"I'm going to be a C-cup in a few months." She juts out her chest. "My boobs have already gotten bigger. Nolan is a fan."
"Don't tell me about what Nolan digs behind closed doors, Bean." I place my index finger over my lips to shush her.
"Fine." She huffs as she takes another small bite of her snack. "Let's talk about when you're going to see Trey again."
If he had his way it would be tonight. He sent me a dozen roses at work today. By the time I had a break and was able to text him to thank him, the flowers weren
't my secret anymore. Tilly posted a picture of them with the halesbabe hashtag. She tagged me in it, so now my name is out there as the woman Trey is currently seeing.
"I don't know," I confess on a sigh. I'm in no hurry to go out with him again. That's why I told him I was busy tonight. My plans consist of this visit with Ellie before I head home to take a nice long bath. If I were into him, I would have taken him up on his offer straightaway.
"Why the hesitation to see him again?" Ellie puts the rest of the carrot on a napkin. "He's good-looking, successful, and he sent you flowers."
"How do you know that?"
She picks her phone up from the table and opens Instagram. The picture Tilly took of the roses pops into view. "That right there is the sign of a guy who is eager."
Eager to fuck. The feeling is not mutual.
"I haven't even kissed him yet, Bean."
"You can correct that by asking him out for dinner."
"I accept." Crew steps into view around the corner from the hallway. "Where are you taking me?"
"Where is my husband?" Ellie pushes herself to her feet. "I told him to pick up some groceries on his way home. Did he?"