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Chapter Five
“So,when are you going to see him again?” Valerie asks leaning against the bar top.
“He mentioned something about having a few days off and coming to visit.” I shrug as I key my customers order into the point of sale system.
“A few days off…is he going to stay with you?” she asks.
“We haven’t really discussed the details. It was more like we made out in the parking lot, then he said he would come and visit me.”
“No other talking happened, only the locking of lips?” she asks, and it’s a valid question.
“Well, he asked if he can come and see me. I said that he could and then he said, ‘Great, I have a few days off,’ to which I replied, ‘Awesome’. Then we kissed again.”
“So, this hot doctor could ultimately be a serial killer, coming to visit you here in town, and you guys basically just kissed then agreed to see one another again?”
“When you put it like that, I guess I missed some steps.” I shrug.
“You got his number, right?” she asks.
“Of course, I did. I’m not new at meeting people.” I roll my eyes.
“Well, sometimes I beg to differ. Since I’ve known you, I haven’t known of you to actually date any guys. “
“Well, that’s because there are no guys in Mercy that are worth dating.” I flip my receipt book closed and turn to her with my hands on her hips.
“I beg to differ.” She smiles.
“Present company’s boyfriend excluded, although, I will say that before you tamed him, he was still not worth me dating.”
“Wait, did you guys?” Valerie let’s her question hang in the air.
“No. Ew and gross. Absolutely not. That would be like dating my brother, and I’m not down with incest.” I scrunch my nose at the thought.
“So back to your hot doctor serial killer.”
“Dude! He’s totally not a serial killer,” I defend.
“How do you know?” She crosses her arms in front of her chest, waiting for my answer.
“He’s nice. He’s a doctor, and all the nurses had good things to say about him.”
“That’s his public persona. Did you social media stalk him?”
“Wouldn’t that be his public persona too?” I ask.
“Well, kinda. You can tell a lot by the friends that they have, the posts on their page, and their photos,” Valerie says.
“Do you remember that show, Dexter? He seemed like a totally normal dude. Had a job in law enforcement, a wife and kids, and a totally normal life.” I point out to her.
“So, you agree with me?” She asks.
“Oh, fuck you. Don’t you have a job?”
“It’s Sunday. I don’t work on Sundays.”
“Don’t you have a boyfriend to harass?” I return.
“He’s out buying man things.”
