Page 103 of The Doctors Will See You Now

He responded a minute a later.

Will: What?

Me: While I was at work, some stranger put a note in my purse with a key to his apartment.

Will: No shit. What did the note say?

Me: “Dearest Mel, Meet me in my bed, naked, at 9:00 p.m. tonight.”

Will: He sounds brilliant.

Me: I wish I could figure out who it was. I mean, he signed it, but his handwriting is complete shit. It might as well be a doctor’s sig on a patient prescription…

Will: Lol. My girl’s got jokes. I love it.

His girl. Will’s girl. I felt like a complete sap for loving that so much.

Me: So, is dinner involved tonight, or are we just doing the sex?

Will: I’ll pick up some takeout on my way home. I’ve got a board meeting at 7:30, but it shouldn’t run too late.

Me: I’ll only agree if the takeout is pancakes. Ohh! Make it chocolate chip pancakes!

Will: Pancakes? For dinner?

Why was that even a question? Breakfast for dinner was the greatest invention ever.

Me: Umm…YES.

Will: That’s kind of weird.

Me: Get with the program, Will. It’s the best dinner ever.

Will: Fine. I’ll bring the pancakes. You bring that perfect little cunt.

His words sent a shiver up my spine. God, I loved it when he talked dirty.

Me: Deal.

Will: And Mel?

Me: Yeah?

Will: She better be bared and spread out on my bed when I get home.

Me: Or what?

Will: Tongue-lashings.

Me: That’s not a punishment.

Will: I never said they’d lead to orgasm…

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Hold the phone. I wanted orgasms. I wanted lots and lots of Will-induced orgasms.

Me: Naked on the bed. Got it.

Will: See you tonight.