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at front desk waived me over.
“There’s been a bit of an issue with making your appointments. I can’t seem to get you in until the twelfth of December.”
That was…two weeks from now. Yeah, I tried my best to do the mental math calendar in my head. I wasn’t sure if my father would like that but if that was when they could fit me in for all the tests in one day, who was I to judge. It didn’t normally take that long, a week tops.
“Hmm, yeah, go ahead and book it, please.”
She nodded then confirmed my appointment over the phone.
I took a step back, resisting the urge to rub my right hip, and began to call Rebecca.
It took Rebecca about an hour and a half to come pick me up. During her absence I took the time to pick up my script from across the hall. When I’d gotten back into the waiting room, before I could take my seat, my regular doctor called my name.
“Why are you waiting out there like a stranger?” He asked causing me to shrug and the new receptionist to look at me curiously. “Come in here, how’s school going?”
I grabbed my purse then went back into the main office.
“Good, I’ve been getting all A’s and B’s.”
Dr. Lovelace smiled. “And the Spanish class?”
I sighed, taking a seat in one of the empty office chairs. “Not as bad as it used to be. I see you’ve acquired quite a few new staff members. Debbie didn’t work out?”
He just shrugged. “No, not really. Ann should be in with Mindy in just a bit.”
“How’s she doing in her soccer games?”
Mindy was Ann and Christopher’s seven year old daughter. I hadn’t seen her since my last visit. Normally when the fair came in to town my father and I would take her seeing as her parents didn’t like to ride the rides. I’d forgotten this time but I was certain they had gone another night.
“Scoring goals like always, and competitive.” He laughed, looking at his watch. “I’ve got to get back to work, but I trust you’re staying out of trouble? Keeping away from those troublesome boys?”
I nodded and lied like I had been doing since I’d moved here. “Yes, sir.”
He scuffed my hair like her normally did. “Good girl.”
He turned to the new receptionist. “I’m going for a cig break before I get back to it.”
He winked at me and I knew it was because he was supposed to be quitting. It was more like he was going to sneak a cigarette before Mindy came back.
Ann and Mindy came into the office a bit after that and Mindy rammed into me, hugging my waist.
“And how have you been, Layla?” Ann asked taking a seat behind her desk.
“Pretty good.” I shrugged, chewing the inside of my lip. “You?”
“Tired.” She laughed. “Keeping up with two children and running this office…it’s hard work.”
Mindy was an only child but I knew she was talking about the hyperactive Christopher. Both suffered from HDHD and needed constant grounding to make sure they didn’t run amuck, so to speak.
I played and talked with Mindy until Rebecca came back, which wasn’t too long. I’d already waited a little over thirty minutes for the pharmacy to call the office and tell them my meds were ready.
Rebecca didn’t speak to me the entire ride home, which wasn’t surprising. We barely spoke to each other when it was just the two of us.
My father wasn’t home when we got there so it shock me when she spoke.
“So…are you just not going to tell me what the doctor said?”
It was a moment before I spoke.
“I didn’t think you cared.”
Her cold expression never changed. “I don’t, really. I just want to make sure you aren’t dying.”
“Like you’d care?”
“I would. It would kill you father.”
I sighed. “I’m not dying. That I know of. You know just like I do that the next appointment is what really determines things. It’s in about two weeks. But other than that…I’m fine.”
She nodded then let me leave.
I felt fine. So…I was fine. I was. Repeating those words seemed to be the only thing that ever got me to relax after a doctor’s appointment.

Chapter Forty-Five

“How’d it go?” Devin asked as soon as I reentered his classroom. It was actually a lot easier to do now that the police weren’t around anymore, though the security cameras the school was planning to install were going to be a problem.
I sighed, repeating what I’d texted him the night before. “It went fine. I’m fine. I told you last night.”
He nodded. “Yeah but I can’t see and hear your emotions through text. And when I tried calling you, you didn’t answer.”
“My father had me busy last night finishing your final report.”
“So…you got it done already?”
I nodded.
“But it’s not due until the sixth”
“Yeah, that’s next week.”
His mouth formed an Oh. “Right.”
“Yes, Devin. You’ll have a boatload of papers to grade before the fourteenth.”
The fourteenth was the last day of the semester. Winter break began the seventeenth and ended January the third. It would be the beginning of a new year and the end to all the rumors of the world ending.
Shrugging, he said, “I’ll get them done in time. But seeing as it’s so close to Christmas time, what is it you want?”
“I don’t care. Nothing really.” It was what I’d been telling everyone who asked. I didn’t really want anything materialistic. “What do you want?”
He stood and walked over to where I leaned against the wall. His right hand hovered next to my cheek for a moment then brushed a strand of hair from my face, only to have it fall back into place.
“I’ve already gotten part of what I wanted. More time with you. Now all I need is you to be healthy.”
I lowered my head, looking at his light blue stripped button down shirt. He always dressed like a gentleman when he was at work. In his down time he was just as sexy but he looked…normal. He looked more like someone you’d see on the street rather than a teacher with his button down shirt and tie.
He tilted my head up to meet his gaze. After a moment he smiled causing a light blush to rush to my checks and neck.
“You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.”
I tried my best to hold back my smile but it wasn’t possible. So instead I tried to change the subject to one that would keep my face from flushing.
“Marina told me they’re placing security cameras in the halls and most classrooms.”
This caused his provocative mood to darken a bit as he nodded.
“I heard and don’t blame them. It’s about time they enforced better security. It prevents mistakes from being made.”
When I agreed with him, his eyes widened. However, they went back to their flirtatiousness as soon as the sly smile crossed my face. He wasn’t the only one who could be a tease.
“You caught that, didn’t you?” He asked, again touching my face with his fingertips.
I nodded. “What we have is not a mistake. I know that, and so do you. The mistakes I’m talking about are teachers cursing at their students or starting fights resulting in the suspension of the kid. It’s not fair.”
He nodded. “You know if they install them…this will have to stop.”
“Hmm, probably. But we’ll figure something out. We won’t be able to meet here, at school, but at the dock.”
“You’re fidgeting.” He commented, amused.
I hadn’t noticed until he pointed it out. I stuffed my hands in my jacket pockets. It was a nervous habit and he knew it.
“Don’t worry about it. Things will work themselves out, they always do. In the mean time we just need to be a bit more cautious of where we…”
My smile was small though my mind was reeling with all the times we’d carelessly snuck around in this classroom. Someone could have easily come in and caught us.
We were reckless. Miller had figured us out easily.
Miller. Thinking of his name reminded me.
“Have you heard anything new on Miller’s case?” I asked though already knew the answer.
“No.” He shook his head slowly. “And-”
“You don’t care. Yeah, I know. You’ve told me.”
He smiled though it was a bit darker than normal.
“You’ve learned. It’s not that I don’t care that he’s missing with our secret. It’s the-”
“I know. You don’t have to explain. I get it. Trust me.”
I didn’t need to keep hearing him explain that he didn’t care if Miller lived or died. It was cruel. Even if what Miller had done to me was wrong he wouldn’t have had a reason if we didn’t give one to him.
“You’re upset.” He stated, lightly placing his hands on my shoulders.
“No, actually not at all. Just…understand your reasoning.”
“So…no argument.” He smiled.
“Nope,” I said popping the P. “None.”
“Would you start an argument with me if I asked if you were truly going to come to the winter writers club?”
“Of course not.”
His hands slid down my arms then connected with my stomach. There were only there for a brief moment when a strange look came across his face. He pulled his hands from my abdomen quickly.
“What the hell was that?” He asked lifting my jacket uncomfortably and placing a hand there.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” I was a bit confused as to what he meant.
He slid his hand across my smooth stomach slowly.
“You didn’t feel that?”
“Feel what?” At that moment my stomach growled and the skin there trembled, causing me to laugh. “I’m just hungry.”
He stared at me for a moment. “I don’t think…I felt-”
“You felt my stomach growling, that’s it. I’m hungry, so…I’m going to head out.”
He nodded, pulling my jacket down.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then?”
I shrugged nonchalant. “Maybe, maybe not.”
He raised an eyebrow at me. “So you’re ditching class now?”
“Oh, no.” I chuckled. “No, I forgot. There was class tomorrow. I just…get my time mixed up when I’m with you.”
Now he chuckled. “So do I. Sometimes I have to remind myself to give you space. I just want to talk and be with you all the time.”
I bit my bottom lip. “That’s not creepy at all.”
He chuckled darkly once more then pulled me into his arms, leaving a trail of kisses from my forehead to my neck.
My stomach rumbling loudly made him stop and look at me curiously.
“Do you ever feed that thing?” He joked.
“Hardly. I need to go before it gets angry.”
His hand stroked my face gently before he let me leave.

  Chapter Forty-Six

“Come on,” I pleaded to Marina over the phone. “It’s only like for an hour and a half. For two days out of the week. Just come with me.”

I was trying my best to get her to this winter writers club tomorrow. Yes, it was tomorrow. Marina was the type of person who, when had time to think about things, changed her mind quite often. So with her, everything was spontaneous and last minute.
“I don’t-”
“Want me to be alone so yes, you’ll come?”
I could almost see her smiling through the phone as she laughed. “But it’s-”
“Going to be loads of fun and you’ll see me tomorrow?” I asked again cutting her off.
She laughed loudly. “You’ve got to stop doing that, but yes. I will go. What time is it?”
I mumbled the answer. Knowing that