Falling for Him 4 (Rachel and Peter in Love) Read Free Page A

didn’t feel like hospital, but much more like a wellness spa. She could do spa. In fact, she almost enjoyed being here.
    “Ma’am, if you’ll follow me, I’ll show you where Dr. Richard’s meeting room is.”
    Lara gave the attendant an absent smile, while she pondered whether they offered manicure and pedicure services as well. She quietly followed her out of her room and down several hallways.  The décor was splendid, and every room she passed spread a light and airy atmosphere. What a difference to the county hospital she’d been to before.
    “Here it is. He’ll be with you shortly.”
    Lara entered the room, surprised to see it looking more like a sitting room in any one of her friend’s houses, rather than a treatment or therapy room. She sat down in one of the bamboo-cushioned chairs, wondering what kind of man Dr. Richards was.
    She didn’t have long to wonder. When the late twenty-something man walked into the room, Lara found herself unable to take her eyes off of him. He was an amazingly good-looking man. He was tall, about 6’3” in height, and very tan. His black hair was full and thick, and wavy, inviting one to push their hands through it to see if it really was as soft as it appeared.
    As she looked at him, she wondered what color his eyes were. He had them cast downward, looking over what she assumed was her chart, and had yet to look up and see that she was already in the room.
    He was gorgeous in a model-sort of way. I t was obvious he worked out, by the muscle definition his dressed shirt attempted to hide, but not like a body-builder. No, his muscles appeared more refined and she wondered what kind of activity he used to keep himself in shape.
    Lara fidgeted in her seat, drawing his attention with a sharp rise of his head. His eyes were brown – warm brown, like melted chocolate. Eyes that seemed to be able to look directly into her soul.
    Lara had been attracted to him instantly, but now she was blown away. She found herself drawn into his eyes, wishing to get lost in them forever. She hoped this first interview wasn’t going to be full of hard questions, as she was already having difficulty remembering why she was here.
    His dark and masculine voice provided even more of a distraction and she found herself struggling to focus on what he was saying. "Good morning, Ms. Bishop. My name is David Richards. I’m assigned to you during your stay here and I’ll be your main contact and treating physician.”
    Lara almost groaned, "Mr. Richards."
    "Please call me David . This is a custom in our house. We do this to make you feel more comfortable; less like a patient. May I call you Lara?"
    Lara nodded her head, "Yes, please. Mr. Rich… uhm…David.When will I be released? " she asked as she met his gaze.
    She really did need to get out of there quickly. Then again, as she thought about it, what did she have to go back to? Her life was a mess! Stopping herself, she pushed aside those negative thoughts. She had lots of reasons to be out of here! She couldn’t very well put her life back together inside this place!
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    David couldn't help but smile in amusement. He took the seat next to her and observed her for a moment before answering. The young woman sitting next to him had just suffered a severe nervous breakdown, brought on after attempting to jump from the roof of an office building, and all she wanted was to leave.
    They were all the same. The celebrities who came here wanted to be fixed as quickly as possible so they could go back to their old life style in society. Inevitably, they would come back in one to two years’ time with the same condition. They weren’t interested in true recovery, just a Band-Aid that fixed their symptoms.
    Sometimes he hated his job. He wanted to help people transform their lives and truly get better. He didn't want to just fix the symptoms. He wanted to help identify the underlying problem and keep the same patient from coming back again and