I just got back from a girls’ trip to Vegas and told my boss about giving a BJ to a stranger on a plane to win a bet.
He didn’t approve.
And I really should have told him it was a lie, but secretly I wanted to see his reaction. Hoped he'd feel something for me, like I do him. But I know Dr. Havers will never want someone like me. Or anybody, to be fair. He told me he doesn’t do relationships—he made that very clear.
And I wish my heart got the message and didn’t race whenever he’s near. You see, I have this brave outer shell, but I know I’m a fraud—Dr. Havers knows it too.
That’s why I know when I see him watching me, it's only contempt.
I should walk away to protect my heart. No, I should run as fast as I can.
I really should.
Especially when Dr. Havers is my dad's best friend.