go get Adi. Thanks for, well, you know. See you tomorrow.”
“Okay.” A frown appeared between his brows, but he lifted his hands with his palms out and didn’t come any closer. “Don’t overthink this, April.”
I nodded and got out of there as fast as my wobbly legs could carry me. There was a bathroom at the end of the corridor, and thankfully, it was empty.
Darting into the nearest stall, I flipped the lock and stood with my back against the door, head hanging as I slid down against it. Wow. We really just did that.
My mind was in a flat spin, but as I searched every nook and cranny inside, I couldn’t find so much as a glimmer of regret. All that remained to be seen was whether Chris felt the same.
I groaned. What the hell had I been thinking?
Chapter 17
CHRIS
Hunter grinned at me when he looked up from the tablet. “Adi is our last appointment for the day. How about using some of their time to ask April out again?”
“I’ll think about it.” I wasn’t entirely convinced she’d say yes, though.
After everything I’d done yesterday to make sure she was on board and not doing anything she might regret or scare her off, she’d still bolted like a damn deer who heard a gunshot in hunting season.
I wasn’t giving up on her. Slowing things down after what had happened just seemed like it might be the best course of action. Pushing for a date the very next time I saw her didn’t qualify as slowing things down.
I’d have to see for sure when they got here, though. Before I saw her, I’d have no idea where her head was at about the awesome fucking sex we’d had.
If I’d thought that maybe this attraction I felt toward her would lessen once I’d had her, I’d have been dead wrong.
I felt like an addict who had taken one hit and was now hooked. Just thinking about it, which was incredibly difficult not to do, made me pop a semi. Welcome back to being fourteen, asshole. No one missed you.
“While we’re waiting,” Hunter said, “what do you think the name of our private practice should be?”
“It wouldn’t need to have a name,” I replied, giving myself a mental shake to get rid of the porn-worthy memories floating around inside my head. “It’s literally a doctor’s office. Why?”
“We need to start throwing around names before we can plan a marketing strategy and create a brand. My textbook said you have to go into marketing with a clear name and brand, or you might as well kiss your money goodbye.”
“I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t apply to us.”
He rolled his eyes. “What about Topher and Ter’s Body Shop? Like the end of both our first names. Cool, right?”
I didn’t even bother giving him a response. I just made a face at him and left him to draw his own conclusions.
After tossing around a few more equally terrible names, I shook my head at him. “What about The Doctor’s Office? Brilliant, right?”
He flipped me off. “We’ll think of something better.”
“Great.” I glanced down at Adi’s treatment plan and ran over what we had to do today. “In the meantime, do you mind taking the lead in this session? I need a few minutes to speak to April.”
“I literally just suggested you ask her out again. In case you were wondering, that was my way of telling you I was going to take the lead to give you a few minutes to speak to her.”
“Thanks, but it depends on what she says to what I need to speak to her about whether I’ll ask her out or not.”
His massive brow furrowed. “Did something happen between you guys?”
I mimed zipping my lips and flicking away the key. “Nothing you and I need to talk about. Let’s just leave it at I might’ve fucked up.”
“How?” His bearded jaw slackened. “It’s not possible to fuck things up that fast, even for you. Not unless you…” One of his ginger brows arched. “Unless you literally fucked—”
The door banged open, and Adi came running inside. “Hi, guys! How are you?”
“To be continued,” he said to me with a knowing gleam in his eyes before turning to our patient. “The question is, how are you?”
“I’m better,” she replied, holding up her arm to show off a less supportive sling. “We’ve just come from the other doctor and he said I can move over to this one now.”