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That’s when I set eyes on the sexy blonde bombshell who would cause me to break every rule ever written.
Ava: Just checking in on you? Are you still fighting the HOT HOT HOT Doctor that I’m sure has an even HOTTER PENIS?
Greyson: Have a good night, Sherry, and if you need a ride to work tomorrow just let me know.
I can’t help but laugh at Ava. She’s my best friend and my biggest cheerleader. We just work. It’s more because we are so different and understand how different we are that we have made it this long in life without killing each other. I think of a quick comeback before I type. ‘I’m sure it’s the biggest and most perfect pink penis that I would ever see in this lifetime. However, I’ll only be dreaming about that HOT Doctor and his even HOTTER Penis. Have fun tonight, and I can’t wait to hear you scream tomorrow after your appointment.’
With a quick laugh, I lay my phone down on the dresser and head to the shower. Curious what Ava will come back with, I laugh slightly more at my comment. However, I did forget to use the eggplant emoji. Recently Ava and I had a texting war with them, and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why she was sending me eggplants. Like a million in one text. Apparently, that was her way of telling me to get laid, and not by BOB. The more embarrassing fact of this was I finally walked my sleepy butt over to her room and asked if she needed me to fry up some eggplant for dinner the next night. See, I told you I was a blonde through and through. I literally thought my best friend was asking for fried eggplant. Not that it meant sex, penis, getting laid, wanna tango—you name it I heard it that night after she got up from the floor laughing. Still to this day, I can hear her chuckle when I send one. It’s become the best joke for her to tell our friends. Hell, I’m shocked she didn’t put it in the condo’s monthly newsletter.
Wrapping the towel around my body, I head out and do a quick glance to see if she’s texted me back. Disappointed that the small icon hasn’t shown up yet, I pad through the apartment in search of a snack. With a bag of white cheddar pop chips and an ice cold glass of water, I go back to my room to dress. I need to just crawl into bed and sleep, but I rather curl up and watch some TV until I doze off. Just as I enter the room my phone chirps and the excited feeling I get for her snarky comeback is so real that I’m already laughing before I read it.
Noticing that I have another message from Greyson instead of Ava, my excitement dwindles.
Greyson: So, you dream of me and think my penis is perfect? Strange that you’ve not seen it, but I’ll go with it.
My eyes are as wide as Saturn as I scroll up to see that I didn’t send that to Ava. Instead, the message flipped to his next and I typed it out to him. OH MY GOD! I can’t even come back with something to say to that. Do I ignore him? Do I respond, wrong message? How many flipping doctors does one have that she could blame this on? I need the earth to open up and swallow me whole and STAT. Immediately, I dial Ava instead of risking my phone texting him again.
“What’s up, sleepy dwarf?”
“Ava, be serious! I have a code blue emergency.”
“Listening,” she says, sounding panicked because we haven’t had to use the code blue in awhile.
“I texted Greyson instead of you. When I mean I texted I mean I responded to your dirty text with even dirtier words. Now he thinks I think his penis is perfect and that I dream of him.”
“This sounds more like a code yellow and not a code blue, unless you just gave him blue balls, and then it totally fits the code blue. We might need to come up with new rules.”
“Can you not focus on what I just said. Who gives a shit about what color the code is, this is still a state of an emergency! What do I do? I can’t be talking to him now with him thinking I think his penis is perfect and that I might want it in me. AVA!”
“First off, you do want it in you, which is not considered code worthy. Second off, run with it and get some imaginary play going on. I know you need an eggplant in your life, Sherry. Third off, this is the best thing you’ve done in a month.”
“I’m going to fill your bed with real eggplants and let them rot. I’ll handle this my way.”
“How, by not texting him back? That’ll just show you messed up, and what’s it going to be like the next time you see him?”
“Strange… Really hard and strange, and stop laughing!” I whine as I plop back on my bed.
“You can handle this; I have faith in my super smart friend.”
“We will see, I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I say with dread.
When I tap that huge red button on the screen to hang up, another text comes through. I pray it’s not Greyson and luck out when it’s from Ava. Nothing but a string of eggplants fills my screen. Moving myself up in the bed, I tuck my legs up underneath me, letting out a rush of air before I text him back.
Me: Sorry, but that was sent to you by mistake. Have a great night, Greyson.
Instantly, the typing bubble displays, causing me to let out a groan. I knew I wouldn’t get out of this that easy.
Greyson: You sure that was meant for someone else? I mean, it’s okay if you want to admit what you dream about.
Me: That is none of your business. Please ignore that text and let’s move past this like adults.
Greyson: Sorry, you just proved to me that it was me. I’m pretty sure that gorgeous face of yours is as red as an apple.
Me: I’m turning my phone off. Have a great night.
Rules have never been more fun to break…
I’m going to die an old maid with ten cats… Oh wait, I already have two…
I’m never going to feel the arms of a man around my waist again… Well, that’s what I thought until a pair caught me from face planting on the floor of my OB/GYN’s office. I didn’t even notice that my paper gown was open, showing off my double lattes to the man I was least expecting… Greyson Davis is the reason I need to set boundaries and rules—rules that I can’t break.
The first thing you’re taught in ethics class is not to fall for a patient. They don’t teach you how to not fall for one, just said that you shouldn’t. Everything changed the second I walked in to see my sixth patient of the day. That’s when I set eyes on the sexy blonde bombshell who would cause me to break every rule ever written.
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