Page 37 of Raymond's Forever

“I’m looking forward to it. As much as I want to stay longer, I think it would be better if I took my leave, or we might be naked really quick.”

“I understand, and I agree with us getting naked, but it’s best if we wait to do the physical aspect of this relationship once we know we’re good.”

“Correct, can I hug you again, before I leave?”

“Absolutely,” she said, and they walked toward each other and wrapped their arms around the other. Again, they stayed like that for several minutes, until Raymond stepped back, tipped a non-existent hat, and opened the door.

“You’ll make an appointment for me?”

“Yes, but I’m going to need your previous doctor so the new office can get your records.”

Raymond turned away from the door, ripped off a sheet of paper from the pad on the refrigerator, grabbed the pen he’d used earlier, and wrote down the information. He handed it to her, and asked, “Would you need anything else?”

“No, this is great, thank you. I’ll call you when I get a time and date.”

“Thanks,” Raymond said, and unable to resist, hugged her again, then stepped back with his hands in the air, and a grin on his face. “I better leave or I won’t go.” They shared a laugh, and when he was on the porch, Amelia stopped at the entrance andwatched him climb into his truck. She didn’t step back inside until she didn’t see his taillights any longer, then once the door was closed and locked, she hugged herself, and danced around the kitchen. As soon as she saw the time on the microwave, she got the coffee ready for the morning, and was in bed an hour later. Because just hugging Raymond had her motor running, she decided to dust off BOB and relieve some of the pressure that had built. It wasn’t the way she wanted, but it took the edge off enough for her to sleep. When she finally fell asleep, her dreams were filled with what she would do with Raymond when she had him naked and alone.

Two and a half weeks later,Amelia looked over at Raymond as he parked his truck, and she asked, “You ready for this?”

“I am, are you?”

“Actually, to be perfectly honest, I’m kind of nervous.” She wiped her hands on the thighs of her jeans. She gripped the hand he laid over hers like a lifeline.

“May I ask why?”

“It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, I don’t know if I’m ready.”

Raymond kept his hand over hers, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned toward her. With his free hand, he took her chin in his fingers, lifted her face to stare into his eyes, and didn’t speak until she looked at him.

“No pressure, I promise. I’m not even thinking about sex tonight, or tomorrow. We’re here to get check-ups, and blood drawn. Tell me I’m wrong, but doesn’t it take a few days to get the results back?”

“You’re right, it does, we won’t know anything today.”

“Well, there you go, when we discussed this, we said we would get checked out, and we also agreed not to do anything until the results come in. I’m not some young buck that can’t wait.” He chuckled, and gave her a smirk. “I might even have to take that famous little blue pill.” His chuckle turned into a full-blown belly laugh at the look on her face.

“Tell me you’re joking.”

“I am.”

She looked at him skeptically. “How do I know that?”

“Because if you see me after I’ve spent any time with you, you’d know that the manhood works perfectly fine.” He waggled his brows at her, and laughed again when her cheeks turned bright red.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, but like I just said, I’m not a young buck that can’t wait. Besides, don’t the best things come to those who wait?”

“You’ve said that before, I’m beginning to think that. I know this next question probably isn’t appropriate, but I need to ask it.”

“What’s that?”

“Do you want me to be in the exam room with you?”

“I have nothing to hide. This is just me speaking from the gut, but I believe if you went into this visit with me, you would know what my doctor back home told me, and learn what this new doctor will tell me.” At her confused look, he tightened his grip on her hand. “Amelia, if we’re going to start a relationship, and I want to, I don’t want to keep any secrets from you. Yes, you are a doctor. Yes, I told you about my past and what my doctor told me back home. However, if I get stressed with this case, or get frustrated, I don’t want you to hover and keep asking me if I’m okay. Regardless of me telling you I’m fine. I’m not saying it will happen, but I think if you’re in this exam with me, you will know exactly how healthy I am, and what I can tolerate.” Hesqueezed her hand again. “I’ll even give you permission to read my previous medical files. However, I’m stating this right now that I will not be your patient at your clinic.”

“Can I ask you questions if I see you’re stressed?”

“Only if I look stressed.”