The Doctor And I (BBW Contemporary Medical Romance) Read Free

problem.”
    “Naked. He was in his office and I walked in without knocking—stupid, I know—and he was, uh—pleasuring himself.”
    My mom’s laugh didn’t make me feel better at all. “He was doing that at work?”
    “I guess so, but after that, it sort of made things a little tense to start. He’s kind of a jerk, and his personality doesn’t seem to match the praise I’d heard before accepting the job.”
    “Honey, give the man a break. You saw something you certainly shouldn’t have. Did you freak out?”
    “Well yeah, it’s not like I planned on walking in on him.”
    “So you bruised his ego?”
    “How?”
    “Well you probably ran off right?”
    “Yeah.”
    “So because you didn’t peek, like a man would have, he assumes you found something unappealing about him. Makes sense. He probably is one of those men that expect a woman to pant after him.”
    I groaned. “Well, he is worthy of some panting. I did see that he’s very attractive.”
    “Don’t go there. He’s your boss.”
    “Duh, Mother. But I need to go. I’m tired, and I hope tomorrow is better.”
    “Good luck, sweetheart.”
    “’Night.” Then I hung up and sighed.
    She was right. I covered my face and ran away. He probably was offended. Then I gave him a hard time. Yep, I’d screwed myself. He’d never like me now. But what did I care? I didn’t want him to like me, did I?

Chapter 4
    Kendrick made sure he locked his door, even though he wasn’t doing anything questionable. He didn’t want a repeat of the day before. After he’d gone home, he realized he couldn’t get his new employee out of his mind. He actually worried she found him unattractive. She didn’t react to him like most women did. If anything, she seemed to care less about his physique.
    Then he went into asshole mode and treated her like shit. He’d be lucky if she even showed. It would serve him right. He already had a plan. If she didn’t come to work, he’d go to her house. If she did, well, he’d buck up and apologize for being a prick. All of the patients commented about how sweet she was and that she was knowledgeable and had a great bedside manner. He needed to keep her.
    The fact that he’d ended up jacking off to her face was a bit off-putting. She wasn’t his usual type. Not that he didn’t find curvy woman attractive—he did—but it was more because of their conflicting personalities. He found himself thinking about her all day, after work, in his sleep, and first thing when he woke up. That wasn’t him. He didn’t think about women. It was why he kept everything separate.
    Tapping his foot, he found himself watching the clock, waiting for her to show up. And after ten minutes, he pushed out of his chair and pulled open his door, wondering if he’d lost her. When he went into the waiting room, he looked out and saw her car. How did he not hear her come in? Instead of staring, he stalked down the hall and then he found her wiping down the counters in one of the rooms.
    “Good morning.”
    She glanced at him and nodded. “’Morning.”
    He braced himself and leaned against the door. “Listen, I don’t really apologize that often, but yesterday I was an ass. I shouldn’t have treated you poorly.”
    She smirked and her eyes lit up, making his heart pound. “You still haven’t.”
    He glared and ran his hand through his hair, something he seemed to do around her. “Fine, I’m sorry. I wasn’t very kind to you yesterday.”
    “Apology accepted. And again I’m sorry. I realize now I must have offended you as well.”
    He raised a brow. “Offend me? How?”
    She shrugged. “By running off and not gaping at you.”
    Before he could stop himself, he asked the question that had bothered him all night. “Well, why didn’t you? Look, I mean?” He felt his cheeks heat and felt like a damned fool. He was thirty-two for fuck’s sake.
    She licked her lips and her attention was back on scrubbing the counter. “I did,” she