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a hell of a lot of restraint not to sniff him like some kind of lunatic.
“Alright,” I said when I was done. “So far, so good. Now’s time for the vision test.” The lights were already low, so I got up and went over to the chart. “You know the deal, right?”
“Pick the smallest row I can read and read it. Been a few years, but I think it’s coming back to me.”
“When’s the last time you’ve had an eye exam?” I asked curiously.
He glanced aside, giving the matter some serious thought. “It’s…damn, gotta be over ten years.”
“You haven’t had your eyes checked in a decade?”
He raised his palms. “I know, I know. When you’re jettin’ around from here to there it doesn’t leave you much time for, ah, essentials, you know?”
“Well, I’m thinking there’s a good chance this might be something very simple.” I pressed the switch for the chart, the familiar rows of the Snellen Test appearing on the wall next to me. “Go for it.”
He squinted – a sign something was up. Then he leaned in as he narrowed his eyes to little slits.
“Wow,” he said. “Alright. This is…ah…”
I said nothing, letting him take his time.
“Ah,” he said, with a nod. “T-O-Z.”
My eyebrows arched in surprise.
“How did I do?” he asked.
Not good was the answer – the man had only been able to read the third row from the top.
I chuckled. “Patrick, it’s time to get you some glasses.”
Chapter 3
Patrick
“Glasses?”
I was so shocked that the news managed to distract me for a moment from what really had my attention – how goddamned gorgeous Dr. Bridges was.
She was unlike any woman I’d ever seen before. She had soft brown eyes that looked sleepy in a sexy sort of way, olive skin that seemed kissed by the sun on the shores of the Mediterranean, and full lips that I couldn’t help but imagine planted on mine…or wrapped around certain parts of my body.
She was crazy curvy, and that I was only given a hint of her gorgeous body through glimpses under her doctor’s coat made her more enticing. Her dark brown hair was tied into a professional braid, her skin soft and radiant.
And her eyes – they were sexy, but there was something about them that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. She wore a serious expression, her eyes narrowed slightly as if she were inspecting me, looking right through me to see what was kicking around in my head. She had the sort of look about her that revealed her intelligence without speaking a word.
“Glasses,” she repeated, watching me.
“Like what a nerd wears?” I asked, sitting up.
She lifted her eyebrow and pursed her lips at my query as she sat down across from me. “Like what a nerd wears?” she repeated with a wry smile. “This isn’t a teen comedy from the eighties. Plenty of people wear glasses, and it’s easy to find stylish pairs.”
I shook my head, trying to focus on the situation at hand and not think about what it would be like to strip Dr. Bridges out of her clothes and have her straddle me in the eye examination chair.
“I can’t,” I said, holding an invisible camera up to my face to make my point. “Glasses will just clunk around my camera. They’re a no go.”
She sat back and crossed her legs. “Alright. We can do contacts – that’d be a separate eye exam, however. Then down the line you can look into Lasik. That’d take care of the problem for good.” She paused briefly, then plainly stated the truth. “To be honest, your vision’s in a bad state. I’m not sure you’d be able to pass a driving test like this.”
I frowned. “It’s been a while since I’ve had to take one. And I guess my eyesight got worse so gradually that I didn’t even notice it.”
“That’s common,” she said with a professional nod. “A little bit at a time and before you know it you’re bumping into walls.”
I sighed, still trying to process this information. “Contacts…does that mean I’d have to put my finger in my eye? Like this?” I mocked jabbing my index fingertip into my eye, exaggerating the gesture.
It didn’t get a full-on laugh out of her, but I managed a slight upward crinkle of those sexy lips. She was a tough one to crack – which only made her more enticing.
“You’ll get used to it. But glasses or contacts, you have to choose one of the two.”