Taste of Love - By Stephanie Nicole Page 0,13

how he had treated her, and son upset that the girl had been obnoxious.

"You know, I've finally met Alexandra Lee, and while she is rather loud and unpolished, she's quite nice," Bunny tried to rationalize.

"Oh, come on!"

"Very well. She grated on my nerves to no end. I apologize. I didn't have the chance to meet her and went by what I was told about her," Bunny explained. "But I've met the woman I wish to set you up with. She's very refined, intelligent, pretty, and did I mention successful?"

"Yes, Mother. You did mention that." Cameron released a long sigh, and though his mother didn't hear him, she knew that he had done it. "Listen, now just isn't a good time. I'm too busy recording, then I'll need to prepare for the tour. If you're still hell bent on me meeting her when I finish, you can set something up for then. Okay?"

"Sure, honey," she said, and Cameron knew that on the other end of the line, she was rolling her eyes. "Now tell me, Mr. Rockstar, are you too busy to meet your old mother for dinner next week? It's been too long since I've seen you."

If he couldn't find the time to date, he would find the time for his mother, and that meant his mother would find time to play matchmaker.

No chance in hell am I going to let Sasha win this girl! she thought with a smile.

"I think I can break away for a little while," he agreed.

"Good, I'll pick you up next Thursday at 7:30. And please, dress nice. I don't want to look like I just plucked you off the street," Bunny chided before hanging up. She'd get her way, one way or another.

On Monday, Madison still wasn't feeling any better, so she found herself sitting in the doctor's office, holding Austin's hand and waiting for her name to be called. Even though she thought there was something wrong with her mental health, Austin talked her into seeing her family doctor before jumping into it with a psychiatrist. He figured there had to be a reasonable explanation for her recent behavior.

When the nurse came for her, Madison stood up, Austin's hand tight in her death grip.

"Madison, you're going to need to let go of my hand, sweetie. It's kind of attached," Austin joked.

"No, you have to come with me. I can't do this alone," she told him.

He thought about it for a minute. Whatever was wrong with her was something private, but she would most likely tell him what was wrong with her anyway, so why not go in there and hold her hand while she waited?

He rose from the chair, and the two followed the nurse to a small examination room, where she took Madison's vital signs and left.

The doctor eventually made an appearance, fifteen long minutes later. Madison explained her symptoms to him, and asked if it sounded like she had a multiple personality disorder. The doctor smiled at her, making her feel even worse, then told her that it was most likely something different. He drew her blood, and told her they would run some tests and get back to her by the end of the day.

Still not feeling much better, Madison and Austin left the doctor's office and went into work.

By four o'clock, Madison was going out of her mind wondering why the doctor hadn't called yet. She was going to have to leave her office and head to the kitchen soon, so she hoped he would call her shortly.

At 4:15, Austin knocked on her office door. "Any word yet?"

Madison shook her head. "No, nothing. Want to come in and wait with me? I've got a case of the jitters."

"That bad, huh?" he asked, smiling sympathetically. He came in and closed the door behind him.

"Worse."

Another knock at her door almost made her jump out of her chair.

"Sorry boss, but the produce just came in, and they need you to look it over and sign for it," Carter, her sous chef told her.

Madison nodded. She had called them the previous week and exploded over the phone, angry that she hadn't received her full order. They reached an agreement that from now on, she was the only one authorized to accept their shipments. "If my phone rings, answer it. I'll only be a minute."

No sooner had Madison stepped out the door, when her phone did ring. Austin ran out to get her, but she was already wrapped up with the produce guy, so