Forbidden Touch: A Best Friends To Lovers Romance - Iona Rose (free ebook reader .txt) 📗

patients say to doctors at some point, even when they’re getting bad news. I smile and stand up again.

“If you’re sure you’re feeling up to it, I’ll call the police and tell them you’re ready for them,” I say.

Erika smiles and nods.

“Will you call Jennifer too please? My best friend? She’ll be so worried if she gets to my place and sees the mess and I’m not there,” Erika adds.

“Of course,” I say. I hand her a notepad out of my pocket and give her my pen. “Just write her number down on there.”

Erika takes the pen and paper and flashes me a quick smile and then she scribbles down Jennifer’s number.

“Has anyone called my parents do you know?” she asks.

I shake my head. Presumably we do not have any contact info given that we had little ID on her. If they had, it would have been in her chart.

“We like to get a positive ID from the police on people in these circumstances before we call their next of kin. Your neighbor told the police your name and they matched it to the address you were collected from, but we would have needed to be certain before we called anyone. I see we don’t have a number contact for any family yet. If you want to jot the number down I’ll call them now for you,” I say.

“No,” she says quickly. She smiles again. “Ok, that made it sound like we have some deep, dirty family history didn’t it?”

“A little,” I laugh.

“My parents live in Argentina. And that call would do nothing but worry them. They’d insist on flying out here and no amount of me telling them I was fine would stop them. I’m thirty four, not twelve, and while I appreciate that they would only be doing it because they care, there’s nothing they could do really and I’m ok,” Erika explains.

She’s thirty four. Her date of birth told me that much of course, but looking at her face, I find it hard to believe all the same. There are no fine lines, no crinkles around her eyes or mouth. If I had had to guess her age, I would have said she was no older than twenty seven.

“Well at thirty four, I’d say you’re old enough to make that decision for yourself. Let me just make a note in your chart so no one else notices they haven’t been called yet and wants to make the call.”

I hold my hand out and she looks at me, confused for a moment, and then she realizes she still has my pen. She gives me it along with Jennifer’s number and her fingers brush mine as she does. Her cheeks flush slightly and she looks away from me quickly. She’s definitely feeling the same spark I am feeling, but it doesn’t matter. She’s my patient.

Nothing can happen between us.

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