GoodReadJeffery pulled his coat tighter around him, intending to lean against his car for a quick snooze — he was just that tired.
Suddenly, he sat bolt upright, fumbling for his cell phone to call his assistant.
"Drive your car over here!" "Huh?" "Bring your car, and then take mine to my garage.” His own car was way too conspicuous in this neighborhood. Even Karen, as clueless as she was, would figure out what was going on. But any of his cars would stick out like a sore thumb here! It was only his assistant's ride that would blend in, more or less. It wouldn't seem entirely out of place in this neighborhood.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Oh my, Karen, you are the only one | go to such lengths for!" Jeffery snorted, started the engine, and drove his car to the entrance of the neighborhood to wait for his assistant. He didn't want Karen catching wind of anything just yet.
Sleeping next to Everett, Dorothy always found a deep, restful slumber.
She woke up the next day feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.
She had to be up before Quincy arrived to change her dressing, get herself tidied up, and wait for the doctor.
Knock knock.
Quincy was at the door right on time.
Dorothy wiped her hands and went to open it.
"Good morning, Ms. Sanchez!" Quincy, breaking from her usual attire, wasn't in her white lab coat but a pristine white sundress, looking ethereal like a fairy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe entered, holding the medical supplies and began to speak as she walked, "I have some personal commitments today, so after I've changed his dressing, | won't be at the hospital. I'll be back tomorrow! If anything comes up, just call me. I've briefed the other doctors at the hospital about your case.” Dorothy nodded, "Okay." It was clear Quincy had plans, otherwise she wouldn't have shed her trademark lab coat.
Making small talk, Dorothy asked, "Dr. Quincy, what's the special occasion? You look stunning.” "My parents insisted | attend an event. They made it sound quite imperative," Quincy replied, carefully changing Everett's bandages. "It might be a setup, a blind date | guess.” "You are attending a blind date?" "I'm not sure, but that's my hunch!" Quincy chuckled, "They've been nudging me about it, but | haven't been keen on dating. I've put it off for so long; I think they're getting anxious. | really just need to show face.” Dorothy nodded, "Well, | hope you find someone truly compatible, Dr. Quincy." She waved it off, "Unlikely. It's just a formality." Dorothy laughed, finding Quincy's optimism and simplicity charming. Surely, she mused, the universe would match her with a worthy partner.
After Quincy left, Dorothy approached Everett's bedside and waved her hand in front of his face, "Did you see Dr. Quincy's outfit? It was quite lovely." Everett paused his work to look at her, "What outfit?" "You didn't see?" "| was reviewing a contract.” Everett turned his laptop towards her.
Dorothy pouted, "You missed out. Dr. Quincy looked especially beautiful today." Everett was about to finish with the contract, but something in her tone caught his attention.
He raised an eyebrow and pulled her closer, "You don't think there's something going on between me and Dr. Quincy, do you?" "No, I don't." "Dorothy, stop jumping to conclusions. It can only be you."
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