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I nodded at her as I walked toward the break room.

“Give me ten and I’ll be ready. It’ll give me a head start on the day. You know how my patients like to talk a lot.”

Alex laughed and gave me a thumbs up. I pulled on my jacket and poured a cup of coffee, standing at the window and looking out at the cars passing by. The parking lot was already starting to fill up and there was a pizza delivery guy yawning as he climbed into his car. I didn’t even know they delivered pizza this early in the morning.

I turned my head, looking pensively at the sky. The cold hard truth was that there would be no Breaker Villa, deep conversations, crazy hot sex, or falling for Abby this time around. She probably wanted me dead. I know that’s what I would want if I were her.

I slammed my fist down on the windowsill and shook my head.Dammit, Ryder, what is wrong with you? You fucked up. Get over it.

Why did I have to think about Abby all of the damn time? It was like I couldn’t control my own mind. It’s been a year and I’m still obsessing over her. I kept seeing those lush, bountiful curves in my mind. Her innocent brown eyes. I could hear the way she moaned my name as she came. It was delicious and the truth is, I didn’t want to forget.

Suddenly, Shelley walked back in the room with a clipboard tapping against her leg. “Here’s your patient list for the day. All the files are stacked in their normal spot and if you need anything just let me know.”

I took the clipboard from her and nodded my head. “Thanks.”

I shook my head, knowing I needed to focus. Today was packed. I scanned my finger down the list just to see if I noticed any familiar names from the year before. When I got to the late afternoon appointments, I skimmed quickly, suddenly slowing down and moving back up the list. I blinked and looked at the page harder, thinking I was seeing things.

“Abby…?” I whispered.

Holy cow, Abby was coming in. Did she know I was filling in for Dr. McNamara? Likely not because word doesn’t travelthatfast. I looked up at the clock, slightly disappointed that it was still morning. I couldn’t wait to see the curvy girl, even though she might storm out. Even though she might curse my name to holy Heaven, and wish that we’d never met.

I was going to see Abby again, and in my heart, I prayed for a second chance. Maybe, just maybe, there would be some way to make her love me again.

23

Ryder

It was time. Time to face her, to see the beautiful woman that I haven’t seen in a year. I was nervous and hopeful all at the same time. Flashes of our time together a year before were flying through my mind, trying to find a place to land. I clutched Abby’s files hard in my hands, attempting to keep myself from shaking.

Reaching for the door handle I said a silent prayer to myself, reminding myself to keep my other “excitement” in my pants. This wasn’t going to be a replay of the first time I walked into the room with her. I also had to be prepared for backlash. I didn’t know how angry she was or if she was going to take it out on me or not.

I pushed open the door and immediately walked in, closing the door behind me. We stared at each other for a moment, the look on Abby’s face one of pure shock. Clearly, my presence was unexpected.

“Dr. Rivington?” she asked with disbelief. “What are you doing here? Where’s Dr. McNamara?”

I didn’t answer, and instead cleared my throat and walked over to the counter, washing my hands like normal. She was just as beautiful as I had remembered her. Even more so, actually. She had more curves, more luscious waves to her body, and she was so damn gorgeous. I wanted to scan her file. Had she gained weight since I last saw her?

Drying off my hands, I flipped her chart open and looked down to her weight. She had put on some pounds. Good. I loved curvy women. There was just something about the extra weight that made her even more damn delicious. She had put on about thirty pounds which was perfect for me. More than perfect. I wanted to take her right then and there.

The silence in the room, though, stopped me in my tracks. I had to remember that I was a doctor, and she was here for a visit. There could be something wrong with her. Instantly I felt a strange twinge in my stomach, the kind that made me want to scoop her up and protect her from the rest of the world.

I picked up her file and turned, my eyes on the information but not actually focusing in yet. I spoke with professionalism, even though my cock was rock hard beneath my white coat.

“Abby, it’s really good to see you. How are you?” She was still staring at me. She looked bewildered like I was some sort of animal at the zoo. I smiled at her and continued. “How can I help you today? Are you feeling ill?”

I really wanted her to say no. I wanted her to raise up off the bed and wrap her arms around me, whispering that it would be okay. I wanted to then take off her gown and gaze at that sumptuous body beneath. I wanted to taste her skin, her juices, and to smother her pussy with my tongue like I had done before. It felt like it had been centuries ago, but in reality, it had only been a year. The most agonizing year of my life.

With shock still evident on her face, she looked down at her hands with her cheeks glowing red.

“I…uh…no…I mean yes. I…though Dr. McNamara was going to be here. Maybe I should…?”

She was completely caught off guard by the fact that I was in the room. I hated it. I wanted her to be happy, and not embarrassed. I wanted her to swoon just like in the movies. But that was unrealistic, and I pushed back those emotions.

“Dr. McNamara’s on her yearly summer vacation. She called me in to cover.”

“Already? It’s been a year already?” Abby asked, her fingers now pushed together and her knuckles white.

Nodding, I fiddled with the stethoscope around my neck. “Yeah. Personally, I feel like I’ve been gone forever.”