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He reached for his suitcase and said, “Alone.” Then he headed to the door and left me sitting on the couch.
If it wasn’t for the match, I’d pull out my phone and invite a girl over just to piss Chris off. But this wasn’t about him, or the damn rules. I needed to stay focused. I needed to be up early and back at the gym the next day. My manager said he had a sparringpartner lined up and wouldn’t tell me who. That meant I needed to be well rested, because tomorrow, I needed to bring it.
I’d gained muscle and speed this past year that goes hand in hand with strength and conditioning. I had the right team supporting me, and they were confident that I could do this. The only one who could screw this up right now, was me. And I wasn’t about to let that happen. Even If the sexiest woman alive showed up naked in my bed begging me to join her, I wasn’t giving in. At least not for the next seven days.
CHAPTER 2
Sydney Swoony
I can’t believe that I hired contractors to repair my clinic who can’t even pick up after themselves. If I weren’t paying attention, I’d have run over that 2x4 piece of wood, and I was sure one of those nails would have punctured my tire. Better me than one of my clients, but either way, this was unacceptable. I’d spent the last six hours in back-to-back appointments, barely having enough time to go to the bathroom. I’d like to say that was unusual, but it wasn't. Now all I wanted to do was go home, put my feet up, and do absolutely nothing for the rest of the weekend.
That was going to need to wait a few minutes because I had a call to make first. Reaching into the pocket of my medical jacket, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his number. He answered right away.
“This is Mike, make it quick,” he said.
Oh, I will.
“Mike, this is Dr. Swoony. I need you to return and clean up the mess you left in my parking lot,” I stated firmly.
“Can’t right now. I’ll call you on Monday and come by sometime then,” he replied.
“Monday? This cannot wait till then. Someone could get injured,” I explained.
“Okay. If I can, I’ll come Sunday, but I can’t come right now,” he stated.
“Why?” I questioned, frustrated.
“My wife is in labor and I’m on my way to the hospital,” he said.
I remember him mentioning that they were expecting twins, but she was only thirty-four weeks along. It was still early to deliver. There was no way I could ask him to come even the next day. It was most likely that he wouldn’t be available Monday either.
Even though I didn’t appreciate him leaving my property in such disarray, I understood why he left so suddenly.
“Mike, don’t worry about it. Just take care of your wife. I hope all goes well with the delivery,” I said.
“Thanks. I hope so too.”
He ended the call, and I stood there looking at the pile of scrap wood and stuff that was removed from the exterior of the building, and not disposed of. If I left it, I was sure one of my neighboring businesses would file a complaint, and rightly so. That left only one person to clean it up. Me.
There was a dumpster in the alley that I and the businesses on the right used. That was perfect because none of this was going to fit in a trash barrel. Unlocking my Smart Car, I tossed in my cell phone and purse, then locked it again before I started the cleanup. It took several trips back and forth to get all the scrap. There was just one left, the largest one.
Bending down I grabbed the eight-foot-long piece of wood, rested it on my shoulder making sure all the nails were facing up and headed for the dumpster one last time.
I was just about to lift it off my shoulder when I heard a squeak. That was the one sound I was afraid to hear in the alley. Looking to my left, sure enough, there were three large rats scurrying around towards me. I let out a shriek and tried to spin around. The long piece of wood on my shoulder hit the side of the building.
“Damn it!”
My heart was racing, and I just wanted to get out of there. Quickly I turned the other way and once again, the wood made contact, but this time it felt different.
“What the fuck!” a man's deep voice bellowed out from behind me.
I was so startled the wood rolled over my shoulder and onto my foot. I let out a yelp myself, but I was more concerned that I wasn’t alone in the alley any longer. Normally I had my purse on me, which had the pepper spray readily available attached to the strap. Now all I had to defend myself was my keys.
Maybe the rats will come to my rescue and chase him off.
I told myself to be brave and strong, but my insides were doing flips as I turned to face the stranger.
He was standing there shirtless, gorgeous, and bleeding from the side of his head. My fear was replaced by my medical training, and I instantly rushed to his side.
