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| Chapter 9 Dr. Witter stood up and cleared his throat, �Well, I think Ms. Potter has had enough excitement for the day, I�ll have to ask you all to leave. Aside from that, the police still have to come and get her report on last night�s incident.� he began to walk towards the door. Damn his ass looks fine. Stop it Joey! Stop it now! Ugh! He continues, �So, if you can all relocate yourselves out in the waiting room, you can enjoy the horrible, hospital coffee.� He said with his million dollar smile. Joey get you mind out of the gutter, right now! Oh, I really need to laid. Wait a minute, back to the reason of Dr. Witter is escorting my guests out. �Hey, why�d you make them leave?� I ask with one of my deadly glares. �Well, the conversation was getting pretty heated up and I still need to make sure you�ll live.� He said with a smirk. �I�m forever in your debt. Well, at least until I pay off my hospital bills.� I say with a little chuckle. Right now he�s leaning over me checking my vitals and, my God, he smells good. I close my eyes and inhale his scent, only I can�t make out what scent it is. Bad girl, Joey! Stop! Stop! Stop! I open my eyes back up. Oh God, Joey, relax, so what if his hand accidentally brushed up against me. It�s not like its intentional. �Well, doc, how am I? I haven�t died yet?� �Trust me, Ms. Potter, you�re doing just fine.� He said as he wrote something down in the tablet. �You shouldn�t die for a long time. Until then, since I have nothing better to do, I think I�d like to get to know the Ms. Joey Potter a little better.� With a smirk, he sat back down in the chair he occupied before, while waiting for me to respond. �Well, my life�s pretty boring, but if you insist.� I say to see what his reaction is. �Beside, I think it would be more fun learning about you since you�ve read my records.� �Sure, why not? My name is Pacey J. Witter and I�ve been a doctor for two and a half years now. I am 28 years of age and I live in a little apartment down on 27th and Hartford Ave. Please don�t give out that information.� he said as he held his hand up. �Which part, that your 28 or your address?� He laughs. �How about we just leave it at both?� I put my hand over my heart and throw my head back dramatically, �Your secret is safe with me.� �Good to know.� He smiles and we fall into a comfortable silence. We just stare at each other, not saying a single word. God, he�s hot. I wonder what�s it�s like to kiss those lips. I wonder if he�s thinking the same thing. Joey, what did I tell myself about those thoughts. It�s a bad, bad thing. Argh! Oh, but those eyes- No, not again. Stopit, stopit, stopit! Oh, I wanna kiss him soooooo bad right now I wonder what would happen if I did? Is it just me or is his face getting closer, or is it just me? Nah, I�m just imagining things. Then how come I can feel his breath on my face. Oh, God! Breath. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. His lips are mere centimeters away from mine. Just move a little closer Joey that�s all you have to do- Damnit! �Is a Ms. Josephine Potter here?� We both jump away at the sound the of the voice while trying to compose ourselves. Heh, heh, he�s blushing yet again. Wait a minute am I blushing? �I�m Ms. Potter.� I speak up. The officer looks at me strangely, but I ignore the look. �Hi. I�m officer Julie Banes and I am here to get your report of what happened last night.� �Oh, okay.� I say meekly, since for some strange reason, I get a weird feeling about her. It�s probably nothing. |
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