Page 124 of When You Blush

“My parents will be around this morning,” I inform her. “We can swing by anytime.”

“Greg said the same thing. Maybe we knock the parent stuff out first, then we can go for a ride.”

“I like that plan, but let’s sit here for a few more minutes. It’s nice.”

She smiles and sits up so she can kiss me, skimming her fingertips down my jaw. “It’s better than nice.”

One full day together wasn’t enough, but at least she was there this morning, and I was able to start my day with my face between her thighs and my cum in her pussy before I had to come into the clinic for the day.

Christ, I’m addicted to her.

And I’m perfectly okay with that.

I’ve seen two ear infections and had three annualexams before I walk into the next room. I come up short when I see the name on the computer.

Greg Hendrix.

I glance up and frown at the man sitting before me.

“I just saw you yesterday,” I say conversationally as I sit on the rolling stool and check his vital signs.

Everything looks fine.

“I’m just here for a follow-up,” he replies. “I promised my kids that I wouldn’t slack when it comes to this shit, and I keep my word. Had labs drawn yesterday.”

I nod, looking over the results, then smile at him. “You’re doing great, Mr. Hendrix. Your numbers are excellent. I can tell that you’re being smart with your diet and the medication. How are you feeling?”

“Better,” he says, taking a deep breath. “It feels like it’s been a shit show, but I think we’re on the other side of it. I have too much to live for to dick around.”

I sit back and let him talk. I enjoyed our time with him yesterday. It’s evident that Greg adores Harper.

“My babies might not be babies anymore, but they still need their old man.”

“Absolutely.”

“And I want to spend time with my grandkids. I want to spoil them, teach them how to ride a horse. And I have a lady friend.”

I lift an eyebrow, and Greg grins.

“Does Harper know?” I ask him.

“Of course. The kids might have been scandalized, but what are they going to do about it? Besides, if I candeal with the fact that you’re shacking up with my girl, she can handle me going on a few dates here and there.”

Smiling back at him, I close the computer. “I love your daughter, Greg.”

“I know. It was written all over you yesterday. If you didn’t look at her like she hung the goddamn moon, I’d have put up a fight. Because the asshole before you? He did some damage, and none of us knew it was happening until it was too fucking late.”

I take a breath, nodding.

“I know. I’ve seen the damage. It fucking pisses me off, if I’m being honest.”

“Good. It should.” Greg taps his finger on his knee. “My girl deserves the best of everything life has to offer. I’m so proud of her, of the shit she’s pulled herself through. If you’re what’s best, then I’m all for it. She seems happy.”

“My one goal in life is to keep her that way,” I assure him. “She’s amazing.”

“That she is. I’d love to take credit for it, but that’s all her. Now, do I get an A on this report card?”

“You do. Well done.”