Attraction often has more to do with proximity than it does with any kind of actual chemistry, but with Jace, somehow I’ve found both.
He’s still a pain in my ass, but I do love him. Yeah, it’s probably going to be a while before he convinces me to squeeze out a kid or two, and it’s just as possible that that never happens, but I do know that I’m glad to be spending my life with him.
“Do you really think he’d go for it?” I ask as Jace rings the doorbell.
“Who?” Jace asks.
“Mr. Landau,” I answer. “You’ve seen his bits; do you think it’d be worth my time or would it be like trying to make it to England in a rowboat?”
“Seriously, I’m married to a teenage boy.”
“Seriously, that’s gross.”
We’re waiting at the door for a few minutes.
“You know what we forgot?” I ask him.
“What’s that?”
“Mr. Landau did say that he couldn’t make it to the door,” I answer. “Do we just let ourselves in or what?”
“Call him back and let him know that we’re coming in,” Jace says. “I don’t want to give the poor guy a heart attack.”
“How sensitive of you,” I answer.
I give Mr. Landau a call and he gives us permission to enter, so we do. Jace calls out for him, and from the back, a feeble voice answers.
“Do you really think he’s at risk for a heart attack?” I ask as we’re making our way down the hall.
“Actually,” Jace answers, “his heart is probably the only part of him that’s still holding strong. Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” I tell him.
We get into the room, and Mr. Landau is lying in bed watching the morning news.
“How are you doing today, Mr. Landau?” Jace asks.
“Oh, I’ve been better,” the man says.
“Well, let’s see what we can do about that,” Jace says. “I hope you don’t mind, but I brought my assistant along with me today.”
“I can see her,” the man says. To prove it, his eyes move to me and settle on my breasts as they always do.
“Dr. Churchill?” I ask.
“Yes, Assistant Miller?” he returns in his asshat way. This is why I didn’t take his last name.
“You’re certain the patient’s cardiac health is stable?” I ask.
“Yeah, why?”
“Well, like you said, I should give the poor guy a break,” I tell him, and lift my shirt. “Is that better, Mr. Landau?”
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