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Doctor Doctor

Qishon Vrba

Copyright © 2020 Qishon Vrba All rights reserved First Edition NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING 320 Broad Street Red Bank, NJ 07701 First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2020 ISBN 978-1-64801-907-4 (Paperback) ISBN 978-1-64801-908-1 (Digital) Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Morning Madness Receptionist Area Earlier That Morning, 6:50 AM Mr. Plasgate’s Encounter with Cameron Vrbaston Kris Learns the Hard Way Cameron Heads Her Way Earlier: Jaxkey’s First Encounter with Mr. Vrbaston Jaxkey Exiting Room 6 in a Hurry Phone Messages for Dr. Bass Treatment Area: Present Time Dr. Bass and Dr. Butcher Doctor/Doctor First Encounter The Aftermath of Meeting Mr. Vrbaston The Revelation Back to Basics / Doctor versus Doctor The Change in Mr. Vrbaston Dr. Bass and Dr. Butcher Square Off The Home Phone Call, 7:30 PM 7:20 AM, Tuesday

Exam Room 6 What’s a Woman to Do? 6:15 PM, Closing Chaos Back in the Receptionist’s Area Dealing with the Ducks Seeing Things in a New Light Expecting the Unexpected 9:30 PM, Home Wednesday Morning Wake-up Call Parking Lot Confrontation The Examination One Week Later, Saturday Morning Saturday Morning Madness Calling Dr. Cameron Vrbaston Cameron Checks His Message Cameron’s Office, 6:00 PM Amore’s Restaurant Cameron’s Delusional Client Trying to Right a Wrong Sunday Morning Three Weeks Later: Friday Morning

Five O’clock That Evening The Hook Up The Bah-Raja Bar and Grill Saturday Night Twilight Night at the Shetu Deville All Bark and No Bite Was Not the Saying Tonight Cameron’s Place Sunday Morning, Cameron’s House Emergency Phone Call from Lisa Animal Emergency Hospital 7:00 PM, Cameron’s Driveway Monday Morning Chaos Surgery Room Cameron’s Office, 4:30 PM Two Weeks Later, Friday Night, Hospital Parking Lot Doctor’s Appointment Five Weeks Later Cameron’s Office Three Weeks Later Four Weeks Later and Still No News 7:00 AM, Saturday Morning

To my family children, Qiletha Caston, Jeanne Vrba, and Aaron Vrba; my mother, Aletha Caston; twin brother, Marselle Caston; brothers Paul and Alfred A. Caston; and my friend the country singer Kevin Blake Weldon, thank you. And to the memory of my father and sister, Alfred and Kenitra Caston.

Morning Madness

Adriana grabbed her gym bag and rushed into the ladies’ room. Her Tae Bo class went longer than anticipated, which frustrated her to the point of screaming.

Adriana: “If I get stuck on the Dan Ryan, I’m going to choke instructor Lei. Ugh, what was I thinking taking this class so early in the morning on a Monday? I was thinking I’d meet someone interested in friendship because love doesn’t exist. I’m not starved for male attention, heartache, or deception.” Adriana kicked her gym bag in frustration and watched it sail into the mop bucket next to her locker. “Who left that there?” When she bent down to retrieve her bag, two older women glared at her. Older Woman No. 1: “Young lady, would you like some assistance?” Adriana: “No.” She groaned, wringing out her soaked bag. Older Woman No. 2: “Do you need medical attention?” Adriana: “I’m doing just fine.”

Adriana strolled past them, heading into the first available shower bay. Once inside, she started venting again. “My horoscope said today was going to be a great day. I usually don’t believe in those things, but the way my life’s been going lately, I’d welcome any kind of positive change.” After a quick shower, Adriana changed into her green scrubs, grabbed her wet gym bag, and ran out the door. It took her fifteen minutes to locate her car. Once seated comfortably, she turned her satellite radio to “Bits & Spurs.” “If I’m going to be stuck in traffic, I might as well be stuck listening to this. I can hear my mother’s nagging as I’m turning the dial. ‘Adriana, I didn’t bring you up listening to a show that exploits people

who are physically challenged. I can’t believe a woman with your professional stature would listen to that garbage.’ I should call the radio station and talk about how people disappoint you in and out of the workplace, like my first and last relationship with that jackass Berry, my needy staff, and the Tae Bo instructor from hell. What on earth!” Adriana came to an abrupt halt when the car in front of her stopped for no apparent reason. The car behind swerved into the other lane to avoid hitting her. Road rage set in as she shouted at the car next to her. “Buddy, if you hit my Audi, you’ve bought it!” She caught a glimpse of the person driving the car when she switched lanes. “I knew there was a man behind the wheel of that Porsche.” Adriana was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she almost didn’t stop in time when the man in the Porsche cut in front of her again. “Really!” In spite of the inconsiderate motorist with their slow driving and rubbernecking, Adriana made it to work early and secured a parking space at the back door. “Score. I have a parking spot and twenty-five minutes to spare.” She leaned across the front seat, picked up her briefcase, and stepped out the car with a huge grin. “Guess my horoscope was right. This morning is starting to look very promising.” Adriana became apprehensive when she noticed Jaxkey standing at the front of her car, arms tightly crossed, frustration written all over her face while rapidly tapping her left foot. “I knew that horoscope stuff sounded too good to be true. I should pretend she’s not there and walk past her. That won’t work. The girl is relentless in her pursuit of questions and answers. All hope of a drama-free day has gone from sweet to sour in the blink of an eye.”

Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, why didn’t you answer your phone?” Adriana: “I didn’t hear it ring.” Jaxkey: “You expect me to fall for that excuse?” Adriana: “It’s no excuse. I didn’t hear it ring.” It was off. Jaxkey: “Is your phone on vibrate?”

Adriana: “No,” she answered truthfully, walking past her. Jaxkey: “I left five voice mails. I bet you can’t work that fancy schmansy cell phone of yours.” Adriana: She laughed. “Schmansy means?” Jaxkey: “I wasn’t lighting your phone up for fun. I was calling you because—” Adriana: “Can you finish interrogating me about my phone after we go inside?” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you didn’t answer one question!” Adriana: “Jaxkey, it’s too early to be in a bad mood.” Jaxkey: “No, it’s not,” she replied defensively. Adriana: “Would you like to explain why that is?” Jaxkey: “Answer my question first.” Adriana: “If your inquiring mind must know, my phone was charging.” Jaxkey: “Your phone can be used while it’s charging unless you had it off.” Jaxkey picked up on Adriana’s quietness. “You turned your phone off!” Adriana: “I pushed the red button. Presto, it was off. Are you happy now?” Jaxkey: “No!” Adriana: “I figured you’d be jumping for joy.” Jaxkey: “You figured wrong.” Adriana: “Why am I explaining myself to you?” Jaxkey: “Because I asked, that’s why!” Adriana: “The last time I checked, I was still g paychecks along with being up to my neck in debt from this place.”

Jaxkey: “That’s nothing compared to our current problem!” Adriana: “Girl, shake off whatever has you wound up.” Jaxkey: She frowned. “Are you willing to bail me out of jail after I shake this off?” Adriana: “You’re not going to jail, so stop thinking about bail and lose that negative tone. You act like I missed out on something vital.” Jaxkey: “You did!” Judging by the intense glare she received from Adriana, she should have shut up when she was behind. Now it was her behind on the line. “Dr. Bass, let me explain.” Adriana: “Is the building on fire?” Jaxkey: “No, but—” Adriana: “I wasn’t finished. Are the police anywhere on the property?” Jaxkey: “If they were, you wouldn’t have known seeing how your phone is off.” Adriana: “Let’s go inside before someone sees you looking like…that.” Jaxkey: “What do I look like?” Adriana: “Like someone experiencing major PMS.” Jaxkey: “I don’t have poor me syndrome, thank you very much.” Adriana: “Clients must feel welcomed from the moment they come in and leave.” Jaxkey: “I welcome anyone other than Mr. Vrbaston, who is driving us—” Adriana: She cut her off. “Vr…bas…ton? Hmm, that’s a different name. What does he look like?” Jaxkey: “Crazy! As I was saying—” Adriana: “What kind of name is that?” Adriana took her keys out of her pocket.

Jaxkey: “Don’t know, don’t care. I know the man is going to cause me to do the time for the crime if you don’t get a handle on him. By handle, I mean show him the way out.” Adriana: She giggled. “How’s he driving you to murder unless I kick him out?” Jaxkey: “Other than making ridiculous comments, he’s demanding answers to the most asinine question I’ve ever heard. The man is extremely ugly in every way.” Adriana: “What did Mr.…what’s his name?” Jaxkey: “Vrbaston!” Adriana: “Did Mr. Vrbaston say what has him so upset?” Jaxkey: “Sort of, but it didn’t call for his type of rudeness.” Adriana: “You’ll be more understanding once you put yourself in his shoes.” Jaxkey: “I won’t be, not now, not later. It’s safe to go with never.” Adriana: “In a few days, you’ll sing a different tune. Mr. What’s-His-Name will be wonderful along with handsome.” Jaxkey: “Mr. Mean? Please, there’s nothing special about him.” Adriana: “You’ll be drooling over him in a few days.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you need to share whatever you’re on.” Adriana: “Stop assuming I’m on something.” Jaxkey: “Have I ever taken personally what clients say to me?” Adriana: “No, that’s why I’m confused by your sudden change in behavior.” Jaxkey: “It wasn’t sudden. It changed when I tried to help the lunatic in room 6.” Adriana: “What has Mr. Vrbaten done to all of you?”

Jaxkey: “It’s Vrbaston!” Jaxkey corrected her again. Adriana: “He can’t be that bad. You ed his name. What’s he here for?” Jaxkey: “He’s here searching for a heart. The man is a vampire.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, call the vampire slayer.” Jaxkey: “Laugh, but it still won’t change the facts. That man’s the worst thing I’ve ever experienced, and I’ve experienced my share of crap.” Adriana: “He tops Mr. Stiles’s strippergram.” Jaxkey: “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Adriana: “Mr. Stiles came in last month wearing that hideous pumpkin thong with a ring attached to the end of the…you-know-what, singing that thong song.” Jaxkey: “I don’t .” Jaxkey lied. How could she forget? She was mortified. Adriana: “I’d try to forget that day too, but I can’t. It happened on the busiest Saturday ever.” Jaxkey: “It wasn’t that crowded.” Adriana: “Please, the reception area was swamped when your guy flung his coat off to perform an off-key, out-of-rhythm strippergram.” Adriana giggled. “At that point, I didn’t know who or what I’d be treating. People, animals—just about everyone was getting sick, except for that dog that kept howling.” Jaxkey: “He’s not my guy, he wasn’t that bad, no one got sick, and as for the dog, it was enjoying the show. Mr. Stiles did it because it was Halloween.” Adriana: “You weren’t uncomfortable?” Jaxkey: “No. Besides, it turned out to be cute.” Adriana: “Cute? That man’s old enough to be your great-grandfather.”

Jaxkey: “If Mr. Stiles was twenty years younger, we’d hook up.” Adriana: “Twenty years! I’m thinking forty to fifty.” Jaxkey: “It doesn’t matter. He’s still nicer than Cujo’s human brother.” Adriana: “Cujo’s human brother? Are you serious?” Jaxkey: “Yes. The man’s rabid. His head needs to be sent off for testing after you put him down.” Adriana: “Rabid? He couldn’t be related to Benji, Lassie, or Rin Tin-Tin?” Jaxkey: “No. It’s a good thing you pulled up.” Adriana: “Why?” Jaxkey: “Do you what happened to Cujo?” Adriana: “Tell me about Cujo’s brother. Give me the short version. I have patients that need to be checked in addition to getting a hot cup of my new coffee-a-latte.” Jaxkey: “Some what?” Adriana: “Coffee-a-latte. It’s coffee with a pinch of cinnamon, nutmeg, a swirl of caramel, five heaping spoonfuls of chocolate and hazelnut. It’s great for calming the nerves. Let me fix you a cup, my child.” Adriana said this with a Jamaican accent as she headed to the treatment area. Jaxkey: “No thanks. The way I’m feeling, that stuff is liable to come back up.” Adriana: “We can’t have that. Maybe a cup of spiced tea is what you need?” Jaxkey: “No. I can’t believe you drink that stuff either.” Adriana: “What’s wrong with tea?” Jaxkey: “It tastes like sewer water.” Adriana: “Suit yourself.”

Jaxkey reluctantly followed her into treatment area and remained quite while Adriana checked her patients. When Dr. Bass started walking toward the lab, Jaxkey got excited. She thought Adriana was going to forego her morning cup of yuk and head to room 6 where she left Mr. Mean. She realized her mistake when Adriana quickly turned around and headed to the breakroom. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, I know you’d enjoy starting the morning off drinking that liquid tar, but you really don’t have time for that voodoo stuff. Mr. Vrbaston’s waiting for you.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, are you deaf?” Jaxkey: “No!” Adriana: “You have selective hearing on top of short-term memory.” Jaxkey: “My hearing and memory are fine. Mr. Mean is still waiting for you.” Adriana: “You’re experiencing something if you can’t comprehend what we talked about ten minutes ago. Mr. What’s-His-Name will be fine waiting a little bit longer.” Jaxkey: “He’s getting tired of waiting!” Adriana: “I’m sure he read the door before he entered, which clearly states our business hours.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass—” Adriana: “I don’t want to discuss this anymore. I have fifteen extra minutes. I’m going to use it drinking my liquid tar in peace.” Adriana started fixing her coffee when Jaxkey, out of desperation, placed her hand over the cup. “Move your hand before I pour hot coffee on it.” Jaxkey reluctantly did as she was told. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, please attend to Mr. Mean first.” Adriana: “Does Mr. What’s-His-Name have a pet emergency?” Jaxkey: “Not that I can tell.”

Adriana: “Then stop worrying. Now go away. Let me drink this before I start experiencing caffeine withdrawal and become a real you-know-what.” Jaxkey: “Becoming a you-know-what is what Mr. Vrbaston needs.” Adriana: “He can’t be that bad.” Jaxkey: “Bad doesn’t begin to describe him, but I’ll calmly wait for you to finish drinking that cup of yuk you claim you desperately need.” Adriana: “Thank you.” Jaxkey: “Just what you said about him not being that bad after he chews you up and spits you out like bad tobacco.” Jaxkey started popping her knuckles in frustration. Adriana: “Jaxkey, stop. You know that sound creeps me out.” Adriana shook her head from side to side after taking a sip of her coffee concoction. Jaxkey: “And you tried to poison me with that stuff.” Adriana: “This isn’t poison.” Jaxke: “Right, that’s why your head was about to take off from your shoulders like a rocket shooting out of space.” Adriana: “I shook my head because it hit the right spot. This stuff will make a dead man rise.” Jaxkey: “Then you really need to get rid of that drink. Making the dead rise is not your job.” Jaxkey laughed. “Seriously, that cup of yuk is nothing compared to the drink you’ll need after meeting Mr. Mean Vrbaston.” Adriana: “I don’t drink, except the occasional holiday glass of wine.” She laughed. Jaxkey: “Mr. Mean is going to wipe that grin off your face and replace it with fire.” Adriana: “That was harsh. You usually like client interaction.”

Jaxkey: “I do, just not that psycho. Miss, everyone’s entitled to a bad day.” Adriana: “Everyone is entitled to a bad day.” Jaxkey: “Your day is about to become off-the-charts bad.” Adriana: “Now you’re overreacting. I haven’t heard one thing that screams man. What has Mr.…what was his name again?” Jaxkey: “Vrbaston.” Adriana: “I’ll try to it.” Jaxkey: “It’ll be better for everyone if you forget it.” Adriana: “Right, he’s crazy.” Jaxkey: “Um, yeah! He’s not walking a straight line.” Adriana: “He’s drunk too? Did you drag him to room 6?” Jaxkey: “If I had to drag Mr. Vrbaston anywhere, it would have been out the back door because the front door is too good for him.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, any man that can get you to speak English is the man in my book. I’m looking forward to crowning him king for the day.” Jaxkey: “Whatever. Just I warned you about him when you decide to take his crown back with his head still attached.” Adriana: “No one is that bad. my motto? ‘Don’t let—’” Jaxkey: “‘Negative things rent space in my brain.’ Let’s see if you can live by your motto, Ms. Everything’s Okay.” Adriana “Oh, I can, and I will.” Jaxkey: “Right. We’ll see.” Jaxkey walked away, leaving Adriana to drink her morning yuk in peace.

Receptionist Area Earlier That Morning, 6:50 AM

Amy and Kris were getting things in order for the morning rush when she observed a well-dressed, tall, good-looking man enter the reception area. I’ve always had a weakness for good-looking men, Amy thought. She pushed Kris out of the way so she could wait on him.

Amy: “Good morning,” she said cheerfully. “Welcome to SomerOaks Animal Hospital. How may I assist you today?” Oh, please tell me how. Cameron: “Lose the cheerfulness, darling. There’s nothing good about today!” Amy: “Sure there is. The sun is shining. The sky is filled with fluffy white clouds. It’s not a manic Monday like the song says. I’m here. You’re—” Cameron quickly cut her off. Cameron: “Save the morning speech. I’m here to see the head doctor. Is he here?” Amy: “Head doctor? You mean the owner? The owner’s not in, but—” Cameron: He cut her off again. “A simple yes or no will suffice.” Amy: “No.” Cameron: “When do you expect Mr. Bass to arrive?” Amy: “Mr. Bass could arrive whenever he wants to, but—” Cameron: “Go find out how long he’ll be.” Cameron became more irritated. Amy hadn’t a clue who the rude man was, but she was determined to find out. Amy: “Sir, may I ask what this is concerning?” Cameron: “It’s none of your business!” He walked away from the desk.

Amy: It’s not my business to inform you that Dr. Bass isn’t a man. I need to get him out of the receptionist area. I’ll send him to an exam room. “Mister, what is your name?” Cameron: “What?” Cameron raised his voice. Amy: “What? That’s an unusual name. Is that French, German?” Cameron: “My name isn’t what! It’s Dr. Vrbaston.” Amy: “I assumed the strange name went with your nifty accent.” Cameron: “I’m not strange or nifty!” Cameron then turned to leave. Amy: “Uh, Dr. Vrbaston, would you sign in before sitting down?” Cameron: “Why?” Amy: “It lets us know who’s here, when they arrived, and how long the wait might be. I’m sure the same thing is done where you work.” Cameron: “You know who I am? I’m the only one here. Therefore, my wait shouldn’t be long, so there’s no need for me to sign anything.” Amy: “Forgive me for trying to do my job.” Cameron knew she had a point, so he reluctantly signed in. “Is Viper with you today?” Cameron: “Do you see him?” Amy: “That’s why I asked.” She was disappointed. “Did you leave him in the car?” Cameron: “No! Don’t ask the obvious when someone enters the building petless so you won’t receive a sarcastic response back. I’m different from any client you’ll ever meet, darlin’.” Amy: Don’t I know it? “If you’d kindly follow me, Dr. Bass will be with you momentarily.” Cameron: “I’ll wait here for him.”

Amy: “All righty, then.” He must be having woman problems. I don’t see a ring on his finger unless he’s…Nah, he can’t be. He’s just mean with that ‘I’m somebody’ attitude. Cameron: Cameron pointed toward the hallway. “Go find the doctor.” Amy: “Excuse me.” Amy stood there in shock. This man is crazy. Cameron: “Don’t just stand there. Get going!” Cameron walked over to the display area while Amy silently prayed that he’d walk out the door as she picked up the phone and frantically paged Dr. Bass. Kris overheard the desperation in Amy’s voice. Kris: Dr. Bass isn’t here. I better find out what’s wrong. “Amy, what’s up?” Amy took the opportunity to get out of the vicinity of Mr. Vrbaston’s watchful eyes and superhuman hearing. Amy: “What do you want?” Kris: “Don’t snap at me. I cared enough to come see what’s wrong.” Amy: “It’s not something you can help with, so…” Kris” “That might be true, but Dr. Bass isn’t here yet.” Amy: “I know. I need to get back to work.” Kris: “Who is that man by the display case?” She fanned herself. “I’d love to sample him.” Amy: She turned to see who Kris was referring to and noticed there was no one other than Mr. Vrbaston. “Kris, who are you looking at?” Kris: “Him.” She pointed toward Mr. Vrbaston. “He is fine with a capital F.” Amy: “I’ll give you a capital F for him. Fine isn’t on the list.” Kris: “Please, what’s better than fine?” Amy: “Try Fool, Fake, Foul, also F…I better not say that.”

Kris: “Amy, put your glasses on for a closer look. That man is fine.” Amy: “I had my glasses on. The man was a little too close for my comfort.” Kris: “Any man that looks like that can get as close to me as he wants, believe that.” Amy: “Until he opens his mouth. Then you’ll be dodging him like a poisonous snake.” Kris: “Please, that man is smoldering. Doesn’t he appear a tad bit steamy? What’s your excuse for that, Ms. Know-It-All?” Amy: “He just rode the elevator up from hell. It’ll take him centuries to cool off.” Kris: “Really? How do you explain the mist that appears to be circling him?” Amy: “That mist is from his seared flesh. I said it would take centuries to cool him off. They probably kicked him out of hell due to that funky, it’s-all-aboutme attitude.” Kris: “Amy, don’t say things like that. It’s not nice.” Amy: “I’m tired of being nice to people with ugly attitudes. I’m tired of being understanding to people with no clue, and I am fed up with being concerned about uncaring, ugly people. Kris: “See, those diet pills are messing with your eyes.” Amy: “Diet pills have no effect on any of my five senses.” Kris: “A blind woman would recognize how gorgeous he is after outlining his face.” Amy: “Nope, her fingertips would burn from the close .” Kris: “Look at his mouth. I bet it whispers sweet delights.” Amy: “His lips are filled with lethal unpleasantness.”

Kris: “There’s nothing lethal in that man. Doesn’t he look important?” Amy: “No, I see he likes to mess with things.” Kris: “Look how he’s cuddling that plastic dog heart.” Kris brought her hands to her chest. “If that’s not comion, I don’t know what is.” Amy: “You don’t know what comion is, let alone crazy. Mr. Vrbaston’s holding that plastic heart because he’s devising away to switch it with his. I got news for him. It’s cold, hard, and fake just like him.” Amy said quietly as Kris continued to ignore her. Kris: “He can hold me like that anytime.” Amy: “ what I about the elevator from hell.” Kris: “Maybe you caught him at a bad moment.” Amy: “Really? Go ask him if there’s anything he needs.” I should feel guilty for challenging her to a no-win situation, but someone has to teach her a lesson. Might as well be me, Amy thought. Kris: “I will ask Mr. Fine if there’s anything I can do for him. He’ll say yes because I’m better than you when it comes to reading men.” Amy: “Sure you are.” Amy rolled her eyes. Kris: “There hasn’t been a man that can resist my Kris-Kris charm.” Amy: “How about putting some money where your mouth is?” Kris: “All right, how much are you willing to lose?” Amy: “Ten, no, make it twenty dollars. Unless that’s too steep?” Kris: “Twenty dollars it is.” Amy: “Don’t forget the man’s in one heck of a mood, so run when his head starts spinning.” Kris: “If he starts to go Carrie on me, I’ll hightail it.”

Amy: “Okay, wait a few minutes before you come up. I don’t want him to think I put you up to saying anything to him.” Kris: “Isn’t that what you did?” Amy: “We made a bet, Ms. I-Can-Take-a-Lion-Out-of-His-Hide. If you want to back out, I’ll understand. Everyone knows a leopard can’t change its spots without help from God.” Kris: “No, you’re not going to make me look like a chicken.” Amy: “Give me a few minutes before you come up.” Kris: “I’ll give you all the time you need. It won’t hurt my game any.” She smiled as Amy turned to leave. “Hey, Amy, put my new Kevin Weldon CD on. I’m thinking country music is just what Mr. Fine needs.” Amy: “Sure. I’ll even play number 7 first.” Kris: “Why number 7?” Amy: “It’s ‘Hold On.’ It’ll be fitting for me since I had to deal with him. It’s perfect for him because he has no concept of the word patience. And after meeting him, you’re going to need something to hold on to other than his neck.” Amy laughed. “Yep, number 7’s my new theme song.” Kris: “Just put the song on, take notes, and watch the master work.” Amy: “Oh, I’ll watch the master become a student.” Amy laughed.

Mr. Plasgate’s Encounter with Cameron Vrbaston

Amy made it up front unnoticed. Mr. Vrbaston was preoccupied with Mr. Plasgate’s cat, Tumbleweed. She couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.

Mr. Plasgate: “Young man, you appear to be low-spirited. Is something wrong with your pet?” Cameron: “I’m not young or low-spirited. As for the second question, that’s why I’m here.” Cameron was staring at Mr. Plasgate’s cat. “What is that thing?” Mr. Plasgate: “This is Tumbleweed. Do you have a cat?” Cameron: “I don’t like cats.” Mr. Plasgate: “Oh, you like dogs.” Cameron: “Just the one I own.” Tumbleweed hissed as Cameron continued to stare at him. “Why did you allow that cat to get so fat? I swear it’s bigger than you, and you’re pretty big.” Mr. Plasgate: “Sir, we have a glandular problem.” Cameron: “That’s an excuse to be overweight.” Mr. Plasgate: “Sir, I find your comment offensive. Please refrain from speaking to me any further.” Cameron: “You started the conversation!” Mr. Plasagate: “I will not make that mistake again.” Mr. Plasgate walked to the far end of the reception area.

Amy couldn’t believe how rude Mr. Vrbaston was being to Mr. Plasgate. I better put an end to this now before he starts in on someone else, she thought. She put the Kevin Weldon CD on and then waited patiently for Kris to surface. After ten minutes, Kris stopped by the desk.

Amy: “What took you so long?” Amy was irritated. Kris: “I was making myself more appealing. When I’m finished, Mister Fine will be eating out of my soft hands.” Amy: “I doubt that. After you lose, be prepared to pay up.” Kris: “Pay up nothing. I’m going to win. I don’t want the jingling type of money. A solid bill or two is all I’ll need.” Amy: “Well, I don’t want an IOU from you either.” Amy watched Kris walk over to Mr. Vrbaston full of confidence. Poor girl. She doesn’t stand a chance. That man’s on a headhunting mission, and he’s about to serve hers to her so fast she won’t know up from down. I should have stopped her. It’s too late now, she thought.

Kris Learns the Hard Way

Kris smiled as she made eye with Mr. Vrbaston. I swear Amy wouldn’t know a good man if he fell on her lap. Kris started to introduce herself, but Mr. Fine transformed into Mr. Not-So-Fine. He cut her off before she could get out a hello.

Cameron: “You’re not the doctor!” Kris: “Sir, I—” Cameron: “Don’t sir me. Go back to wherever you came from, and tell your friend to turn that music off. That moaning is giving me a headache.”

Amy was irritated by his comment along with the way he treated Kris.

Amy: “Kevin Weldon doesn’t moan. His music has nothing to do with that crazy headache you’re experiencing. Your headache is nothing compared to the one you’re giving me.” She turned the radio up.

Kris was determined to make a connection; she had twenty dollars riding on him.

Kris: “Sir, are you waiting for Dr. Miles?” Cameron: “Did I mention Dr. Miles?” Kris: “N-no, but he’s a male doctor. You did say that—”

Cameron: “I’m waiting, been waiting, for Dr. Bass. Come back and get me when he arrives!” He then turned around, sternly glaring at Amy. “Do you think you can turn that music off sometime today? I have a headache, and you’re not helping it with that ear-wrenching music.” Amy: “Ear-wrenching would be heard if I was singing. This is Kevin Weldon. His music makes you forget the negative things life throws at you, as in you, buddy.” Cameron: “Seriously, turn that off!” Amy: “There’s only one person I’ll turn this off for, and she’s not her yet. Plus, she likes this CD.” Amy grinned at Dr. Vrbaston. Cameron: “Young lady, don’t make me come over there!” Amy: “To do what, leave?” Amy was not moved by his threat. Kris: “Mr. Vrbaston, I’ll come back when the doctor has arrived.” Kris turned to leave. Cameron stopped Kris from leaving. Cameron: “Make yourself useful. Show your friend how that radio works. Apparently, she doesn’t know where the off button is located.” Kris: “It’s a CD player.” Cameron: “I don’t care what it is. Just show her where the off button is before I break it.” Kris was at a loss for words. Nothing like this has ever happened to her. Usually, she’d try to salvage a misunderstanding, but there was no way she was going to say anything else to this man. She accepted defeat and walked over to Amy. Kris: “Amy, Mr. Vrbaston wants you to turn the CD off.” Amy: “Like I care about what he wants. Are you all right?” Kris: “Yeah. I thought Mr. Fine would be a cinch to talk to based on his looks.” Amy: “Do you think he’s still smoldering hot?”

Kris: “Yes, from a long distance.” Amy: “I tried to tell you your Kris-Kris charm wouldn’t work on him. What you needed was a cross, holy water, and a prayer.” Kris: “He’s not a vampire.” Amy: “The man’s out for blood. No one should experience that man without some help.” Kris: “I never expected him to be so rude.” Amy: “You meant to say lethal.” Kris: “Now I know what Mama meant about looks being deceiving.” Amy: “Be thankful the other saying about looks isn’t true, but I am twenty dollars richer, so pay up.” Kris: “I’m always trying to prove you wrong. I see the joke’s finally on me.” Amy: “The joke’s been on you before. This is just the first time you realized it. Quit stalling. Show me the money. Don’t pay me in change. I want the green stuff.” Kris: “About that, can I pay you next week? I’m short this week. Your twenty dollars would have come in handy. I thought I was going to win. I was being selfish.” Amy noticed her anguished expression. Amy: “Kris, you weren’t the only one looking for some personal gain. I’m guilty of conning you into talking to Mr. Mean.” Kris: “I took the bet due to selfish motives, so I’ll pay you next week.” Amy: “Kris, buy me a cup of coffee from the Venue, and we’ll call it even. You know how much I love their coffee.” Kris: “Thanks for being so understanding.” Amy: “You’re welcome. Now tell me this, why did you allow Mr. Mean to stay up front? You couldn’t talk him into waiting for Dr. Bass in one of the exam

rooms?” Kris: “Amy, you witnessed my lack of conversation. I couldn’t get a word in.” Amy: “You didn’t try hard enough. I think you should march back out there and give Mr. Vrbaston a piece of both of our minds before you show him the door.” Kris: “Accept defeat like me. That man isn’t budging until he sees Dr. Bass.” Amy: “I’m going to be stuck looking at him until who knows when.” Kris: “Ask Connie to sit up here if you’re scared he’ll come over here again.” Amy: “Please, that man doesn’t scare me.” Kris: “Yes, he does. Heck, he scares me too.” Amy: “He can’t stay up here, so help me come up with something fast.” Kris: “I could suggest he go to an exam room to escape the country music or wait patiently for Dr. Bass. By patiently, I mean he needs to check his arrogant, overbearing, snappy attitude at the door. If that’s asking too much, then he should leave. Is that what you expect me to say to him?” Amy: “Hell yes! I’ll give you seven hundred dollars today if you go say all of that word for word.” Kris: “No! I need this job. I’m not letting Mr. Vrbaston ruin it for me. Besides, you know what Dr. Bass said at the last meeting about client-staff interaction: ‘If you think it, I better never hear you speak it if you intend to keep it.’ Followed by, ‘You know what it takes to keep this job and what you will do to lose it.’ You know, during that horrible rhyming she enjoys abusing us with, she was talking about our jobs.” Amy: “Please, Dr. Bass wouldn’t hold either one of us able this time.” Kris: “I’m not going to be the first one to find out, and don’t con anyone else into doing your dirty work. Mr. Vrbaston will be taken care of soon enough.” Amy: “We shouldn’t have to put up with rude clients.”

Kris: “True, but grin and bear it until Dr. Bass gets in.” Amy: “Do you think Mr. Vrbaston will be nicer when he realizes Dr. Bass is a woman?” Kris: “Dr. Bass won’t put up with his crap.” She watched Mr. Vrbaston pace back and forth with his ear glued to his cell phone. “I wish he’d sit down all ready. That pacing is driving me crazy.” Amy: “I so need a cup of coffee.” Kris: “Go get a cup. He’s not going anywhere.” Amy: “I can’t leave the front unattended. Will you watch it so I can get a quick cup?” Kris: “Make it really quick. If that man comes anywhere near me, he’ll be standing up here alone listening to my Kevin Weldon CD.” Amy: “You’re not afraid he might reach over the desk and break the CD?” Kris: “He better not. Go get some coffee.”

Amy was just about to take Kris up on her offer when Mr. Vrbaston headed toward the desk.

Amy: “What does he want now?” Kris: “This would be a good time for us to make a run for it.” Amy: “Ugh, I can’t take much more of him, that’s for sure.” Kris: “Pretend you don’t see him and walk away. That’s what I’m about to do. I’m not hanging around for tongue-lashing number two.” Amy: “I can’t.”

Kris: “Good luck with Mr. Mean.” Amy: “Thanks for bailing on me.” Kris: “Not bailing out on you. Just accepting defeat.” Amy: “Call it what you like. It’s still bailing.”

Cameron Heads Her Way

Amy expected Mr. Vrbaston to make more crazy demands, but he didn’t. He grabbed the sheet off the counter, pulled a pen from his pocket, and proceeded to draw a line through his name.

Amy: “Yes, my wish has come true. The king of rudeness is vacating the building.” Amy realized her mistake when Cameron leaned against the counter and started tapping his pen on the clipboard. She gave him a half-smile, all the while thinking of a clever way to snatch the pen from him and staple his hand to the clipboard. The more he tapped, the stronger the thoughts of inflicting pain. When she thought things couldn’t get worse, he jumped up on her desk with his rear to her, placed the clipboard on his lap, and began beating on it.

Oh, this man has surely lost what little bit of sense God gave him. If he doesn’t get his butt off my counter, I will scream right after I’ve annihilated him. Cameron gazed at her with a weird expression, then placed the pen and clipboard back down on the counter. Wow, did I think that out loud? Maybe he realized how childish he was being, and that’s why he stopped. Whatever the reason, I’m just thankful he did. Once again, her joy was short-lived when he purposely hummed out of tune over Kevin Weldon’s song “I Miss Mississippi.” I’m going to hurt him if Dr. Bass doesn’t get here. Cameron knew he was getting on Amy’s nerves.

Cameron: “I’m trying to learn the words.”

Amy turned the CD off.

Amy: “Mr. Vrbaston, stop the annoying humming.” Cameron: “Did you tell me to stop humming?” Amy: “I asked if I could get you something. Coffee, tea, Valium?” Cameron: “I don’t want…Wait, did you just offer me Valium?” Amy: “No, I asked if you wanted vanilla rum.” Cameron: “I thought you said something else.” He did not believe her. Amy: “I just wanted to know what I could get for you.” Cameron: “Dr. Bass, find out how much longer he’ll be.” Cameron turned to find a seat. Amy: “Believe me, Mr. Jackass, there are plenty of things I can get for you. I can have the hospital down the road send somebody to pick your psycho butt up.” She said this under her breath but just not low enough because he was headed back toward her. Uh oh, he heard me. I better think of something fast, or Mr. Vrbaston will be the least of my problems. Dr. Bass will be the beginning. When she hears about this, I’ll get fired. No ifs or butts about it. Face it, Amy. You’re toast. Cameron: “What did you say?” There was no mistaking the anger in his voice. It made the hair on her arms stand up and take note. Amy: “I said that would be fine. As for the doctor, it would be—” He cut her off. Cameron: “What is your name?” Amy: “It’s on my tag.” She responded rudely but realized her mistake. “AAmy.” Cameron: “Amy, I head everything from jackass to psycho. Do I need to repeat all of it, or is that enough proof for you?” Amy: “Mr. Vrbaston, I was out of line, but it’s your fault.”

Cameron: “What?” Amy: “You never gave me a chance to form a sentence, let alone answer any questions. If you knew I was making things up, why didn’t you say something before now?” Cameron: “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because you remind me of my sister, Lisa. She’s also good at giving an award-winning performance after having diarrhea of the mouth.” Amy: “Do you like your sister?” Her voice cracked. Cameron: “Yes, that’s why I’m letting it go this one time.” Amy: “Does this mean you won’t mention any of this to Dr. Bass?” Cameron: “Not unless you want me to.” Amy: She held her breath for a moment as the tears fell. “I’m so sorry for offending you.” Cameron: “I’m not offended. I’m amused by your gumption.” Cameron handed her a tissue. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. Can you find out how much longer the doctor will be? I really need to get to the hospital before noon.” Amy: “Sure, but you should know that Dr. Bass is a—” Cameron: “I don’t care to know what Dr. Bass is or isn’t other than here.” Amy: “Okay.” She was feeling somewhat better.

Cameron’s thoughts traveled to his feisty sister, Lisa. She had the same “don’t start no crap, won’t be no crap” attitude. I’m amazed at the way they both can cleverly change words around to fit their need, making the other person question if they actually heard what was said or heard things wrong due to being upset. I’m so upset I’m snapping at anyone that’s says something I don’t want to hear. This just isn’t like me, he thought as he ran his hand through his hair. I never lose my cool.

Kris overheard their conversation. “Silly man. No one gets an attitude with Amy. Of course that was until she ed the emergency staff meeting two weeks prior when Dr. Bass laid down the law. If some people didn’t change their negative attitudes, she would change it for them. And who could forget her three Cs policy. There will be no more rude comments toward clients or staff regardless of the circumstances. People need to learn to be considerate, comionate, and courteous at all times, and no exception. Amy has to be biting her tongue, no doubt about it. I’ll make her think Dr. Bass is here, and then she’ll calm down.” Kris waved her arms in the air hoping to get Amy’s attention. Once she had it, she mouthed that Dr. Bass had arrived. Amy wiped her forehead in relief. It’s about time, Amy said to herself as she walked over to Mr.…Dr. Vrbaston.

Amy: “Mr. Vrbaston, I’ve come bearing good news, so don’t bite my head off. Dr. Bass has finally arrived.” Amy wanted to shout hallelujah, but she would contain her excitement for now. “If you’d follow me to room 6.” Cameron: “Well, it’s about time. I was starting to wonder if there really was a Dr. Bass.” Amy: “I was starting to wonder myself.”

Cameron eagerly followed Amy. After he was inside the room, she closed the door and ran back up front, leaving Cameron waiting once again. He began looking around the exam room hoping it might give him some idea what kind of man Dr. Bass was besides being late and having a rude staff. The first thing he noticed was a bowl of mints next to a fancy jar of gourmet pet treats. Hmm, he’s not frugal when it comes to treats. These smell good enough to eat. Cameron tasted it. Not bad, he thought. Then he noticed the paintings on the wall. This man has excellent taste. The room is a bit feminine for my liking, but it’s not overbearing. This photo album’s a nice touch. The cover is a bit feminine. Cameron picked the book up and started thumbing through it. Hmm, not a single picture of Viper. I’ll ask him about that. This isn’t your average medical office. It puts my exam rooms to

shame. I wonder if he’ll let me take pictures so Lisa can update our exam rooms, with a more masculine touch, of course. Then a strange metal statue caught Cameron’s eye.

Cameron: “What on earth is that thing? I can’t make heads or tails of it. Is this supposed to be a dog or a man with a dog?” Cameron ran his fingers though his hair. “I bet it’s a good conversational piece.” He then looked at his watch. He’d been in the room fifteen minutes and still no sign of Dr. Bass. Cameron was starting to think Amy intentionally lied to him. If that was the case, she was going to be in deep trouble for wasting his time.

Earlier: Jaxkey’s First Encounter with Mr. Vrbaston

Kris was on her way to the lab when she noticed Jaxkey heading toward room 6. She waved her over to where she was. There was no way she was going near that room and chance Mr. Vrbaston coming out to question her about Dr. Bass. She didn’t want to explain how she lied to save Amy from his insane nagging. Jaxkey walked over to Kris.

Jaxkey: “Kris, what’s with the hand signals? You act like you’re about to land a plane.” She laughed. “What do you want?” Kris: “Keep your voice down before Mr. Vrbaston hears us. You shouldn’t go in there alone until Dr. Bass gets in. That man is in one heck of a mood.” Jaxkey: “What did you do?” Kris: “I didn’t listen to Amy where that man was concerned. She warned me not to go near him, but I was hardheaded. He was so mean, but I can save you from suffering our same fate.” Jaxkey: “Save me from suffering your same fate? Girl, you need some serious help.” Kris: “Jackey, avoid this room. You don’t want to be alone with that man, trust me.” Jaxkey: “I go in rooms without Dr. Bass all the time. Today is no different.” Kris: “Well, today you’re going to need a prayer, some holy water, and a cross.” Jaxkey: “Kris, what are you babbling about?” Kris: “I’m talking about Mr. Vrbaston. Girl, he’s mean with a capital M, lethal with a capital L, and he’s ugly with a—” Jaxkey cut her off.

Jaxkey: “With a capital U, I got it.” Jaxkey replied in a disbelieving tone. “He snapped at you?” Kris: “Yeah. The man is vicious.” Jaxkey: “I know, with a capital V. I need the Lord along with Dr. Bass to protect me from Mr. Vrbaston’s evil ways.” Jaxkey laughed. Kris: “Laugh, but he’s already terrorized me, Amy, and who knows how many clients.” Jaxkey: “That’s not saying much. You’re both afraid of your own shadows. Now if you don’t mind moving, there is a fine man with a fine car waiting on the other side of that door.” Kris: “Girl, don’t brave that man alone. He’s hungry, and it’s not for food. You really need backup where a man is concerned.” Jaxkey: “Kris, you’re exaggerating.” Kris: “That man is ugh.” She placed her hands out in front of her to exaggerate a scary person. Jaxkey: “He can’t be that bad. I’ve seen him when he drove up in his pimp ride, a very expensive Lamborghini, and it’s the color I like, blue.” Kris: “His car doesn’t change anything. The man is mean.” Jaxkey: “That man is a knockout.” Kris: “Knockout, that’s exactly what you’ll want to do to him the minute he opens that arrogant mouth, letting his lethal poison escape. When that happens, you’ll forget all about his blue Lamborghini!” Jaxkey: “It’ll take a lot more than words to scare me. Besides, I want to hear his awesome accent.” Kris: “So he can be a jerk as long as he sounds good?” Jaxkey: “Yes. It’ll probably sound really sexy.”

Kris: “There’s nothing sexy about that man’s accent when he’s yelling at you.” Jaxkey: “You have a history of being wrong where good-looking men are concerned. What do you think the chances are of you being right about Mr. Vrbaston?” Kris: Kris rolled her eyes at Jaxkey’s comment. “I lost a twenty-dollar bet to Amy on the of that man. I’m just trying to save you from the same mistake, that’s all.” Jaxkey: “Twenty dollars, man, that’s steep. You lost because you were too sure of yourself as always.” Kris: “Fine, don’t listen to me, Ms. I-Know-Everything. Don’t blame me when things don’t go according to your plans.” Jaxkey: “I won’t. Everything will be fine.” Kris, in good conscience, couldn’t let Jaxkey walk into the room of gloom and doom alone. She grabbed her by the arm and feverishly shook her. Kris: “Don’t do it.” Jaxkey: “Take your hand off me before I slap you into the next year.” Jaxkey looked down at her arm. “You pinched me.” Kris stepped back out of fear of being hit. Kris: “I was trying to shake some common sense into that thick head along with saving you from undue pain and humiliation.” Jaxkey: “Stop confusing my sureness with being thickheaded. I know how to turn a negative situation into something positive. I’ll have Mr. Vrbaston on the down-low quicker than you can spell peanut butter. He’ll want to apologize to everyone when I’m finished. After that, he’ll insist I drive his pimpin’ ride.” Kris: “You won’t be smiling.” Jaxkey: “I’ll be nothing but smiles after I come back from taking his ride for a spin.” Jaxkey ignored her plea and eagerly entered the exam room with the biggest smile on her face. She was about to introduce herself when Mr. Vrbaston

cut her off before she could get out a “What’s up.” Cameron: “Get out! You’re not Dr. Bass.” Jaxkey: “Right you are. My name is—” Cameron interrupted her. Cameron: “I didn’t ask who you are.” Jaxkey: “I know. I’ll introduce myself anyway.” Cameron: “I’m not interested in knowing your name—not today, not even in the near future.” Jaxkey: “That’s something we both agree on!” Jaxkey said heatedly. Cameron: “Go find Dr. Bass. Inform him that I am tired of waiting!” Jaxkey: “Wait, do you want me to find Dr. Bass or Dr. Miles?” Cameron: “Isn’t Dr. Bass the head man in charge?” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass is in charge, but there’s nothing manly about Dr. Bass. Now Dr. Miles on the other hand is a man, but that’s about the—” Cameron cut her off. Cameron: “Stop mentioning Dr. Miles when I’ve clearly stated that I want Dr. Bass now!” Jaxkey: “Slow your roll. I’m trying to explain that the head man in charge isn’t —” Cameron: “Isn’t here? I gathered that from the runaround I keep receiving. Go find out what’s holding the man up.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Miles isn’t in charge.” Cameron: “I’m not waiting for Dr. Miles! I’ve been waiting for Dr. Andre Bass.” Jaxkey: “Who told you Dr. Bass’s first name is Andre?” Cameron: “Does it matter where I got my information?”

Jaxkey: “Yes, because someone misled you.” Cameron: “What is with you people? Do you people enjoy tap-dancing around my questions? What kind of hospital is this anyway?” Jaxkey: “Animal. What did you think it was?” Cameron: He cut his eyes at her. “I’m aware that this is a hospital for animals. What I don’t understand is why you people insist on giving me the runaround.” Jaxkey: “‘You people!’ Is that meant to sound the way it keeps coming across? If it is, you and I, mister, will have a go-around, and you won’t be misled about anything. We don’t discriminate toward anyone for any reason, and we sure won’t tolerate it from our clients either. Got it?” Cameron: “I didn’t imply anything discriminating.” Jaxkey: “You most certainly did when you said ‘you people.’” Cameron didn’t mean anything derogatory by his comment, and he wasn’t about to spend the rest of the morning apologizing. So he decided to move on with his next question. Cameron: “Do you guys…gals always forget about your clients after you’ve put them in a room, or am I just special that way? And while you’re thinking of an excuse, explain why my dog left traumatized.” Jaxkey: “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Cameron: “Really? I’ve seen everyone but the doctor. Is he feeling guilty for hurting my dog, afraid I’ll file a lawsuit? Tell the doctor I won’t sue him. All I want is some answers about my dog.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass isn’t a—” He cut her off again before she could explain that Dr. Bass is 100 percent all woman. The only thing male about her was her lack of one. Cameron: “I knew you were going to give me some lame excuse about the doctor.”

Jaxkey: “I’ve never made excuses for anything or anyone.” Cameron: “I wouldn’t believe anything you say, not after being lied to by those other two girls.” Jaxkey: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Cameron: “What do you know?” Jaxkey: “I know you’re tripping.” Cameron: “Tripping? I haven’t fallen over anything.” Jaxkey: “Tripping means lost your mind. You’re crazy.” Cameron: “My mind is intact. I’m far from crazy, darling.” Jaxkey: “According to whom?” Cameron: “What’s your problem?” Jaxkey: “Besides you being the king of rude?” Cameron: “I’m not rude.” Jaxkey: “You, sir, are winner of the year’s award hands down.” Cameron: “I wouldn’t seem rude if you’d answer some of my questions.” Jaxkey: “I can’t possibly answer when you keep cutting me off. I bet that’s what happened with Kris and Amy earlier. You cut them off because you have a problem with women.” Cameron: “If I appear rude, it’s because the whole lot of you deserve it for wasting my time.” Jaxkey: “I didn’t come in here to argue with you.” Cameron: “Really? What did you come in here for?” Jaxkey: “I came to see if there was anything I could do for you. Apparently, the

only thing I can do is show you how the back door works! The front one’s too good for you.” Cameron: “I don’t need you to show me how any door works.” Cameron realized what she was implying. “If I appear abrasive, it’s because you people allowed my poor little dog to leave here mutilated and traumatized.” Jaxkey: “Just can’t let go of the ‘you people’ comment! Your dog probably wasn’t seen here.” Cameron: “Afraid to take responsibility for your mistakes? Is that why Dr. Bass has kept me waiting? I should have expected this from you people.” Jaxkey: “You have no idea what to expect from me, Mr. Vrbaston, but you’ll soon find out if you don’t refrain from the ‘you people’ comment! We don’t mistreat animals no matter how crappy the owner treats us. What proof do you have that your dog was seen here?” Cameron: “This invoice should be proof enough.” Cameron handed it to her.

Jaxkey took the invoice from him and looked it over. Great, his surgery was done here, and by the Butcher with her infamous scrotal ablation. I don’t know why Dr. Bass insists on letting her neuter dogs that way. Oh look, Mr. Rude’s sister picked Viper up and refused to take his medication home, declined the ecollar because it looked silly, and insisted that her brother remove the stitches.

Cameron: “That’s proof enough. And where are Viper’s discharge instructions?” Jaxkey: “Viper’s discharge instructions are at the bottom of your receipt, which clearly states his surgery was routine along with cage rest for ten days, pain medication that your sister refused, and an e-collar due to his licking.” Cameron: “What’s the purpose of the pain medication and e-collar?” Jaxkey: “Seriously? I really need to explain pain medication? Your dog was licking his incision area, hence the e-collar.”

Cameron: “I wasn’t informed about Viper losing his doghood.” Jaxkey: “Doghood?” Jaxkey giggled. “I wasn’t aware your dog ran with a gang.” Cameron: “Viper doesn’t have a gang. He has playmates.” Jaxkey: “Same thing. He’ll be able to play in a few days after we take his stitches out. My mistake. It says you’re handling that.” Cameron: “You find my dog’s pain amusing!” Jaxkey: “Just you. I’ve never heard the term doghood for a neuter.” Cameron: “Young lady, do you know what time it is?” Jaxkey: “Seven forty-five.” Cameron: “That was a rhetorical question, darling. I didn’t expect you to answer. I expected you to leave.” He walked over to the chair and sat down. Jaxkey: “That, I can do. I’ve had enough introduction to Rudeness 101. Dude, that would be you just in case you’re wondering.” Cameron: “What’s your boss’s reaction going to be after he finds out how rude you’ve been to me?” Jaxkey: “I’ll get that well-deserved raise I’ve been longing for along with the employee of the month award.” Cameron: “Go find the doctor, and don’t let anyone else in here unless they expect me to spit them out like a bad meal.” His cell phone rang.

Thank God for cell phones. If it hadn’t rang, I’d probably still be there listening to the ranting and ravings of a man, Jaxkey thought as she quickly left the room.

Jaxkey Exiting Room 6 in a Hurry

Kris: “Judging by that look on your face, you just experienced the wrath of Vrbaston.” Jaxkey just glared at her. “Don’t look at me like that. I warned you. Be thankful you didn’t lose any money on him like I did. That’s all I’m saying.” Jaxkey: “I am thankful for that.” Kris: “Were you able to say anything to him?” Jaxkey: “Yes. The man is more exhausting than me. He does have a nice accent. It sounds sexy when he’s mad, and I still want to drive that car.” Kris: “Girl, focus. Were you able to get a word in or not?” Jaxkey: “Yeah, after I told him about himself.” Kris: “What did you say to him?” Jaxkey: “Nothing he didn’t already know. Well, he did learn a thing or two. I told him it was impossible for anyone to answer his questions because he’s rude. I also told him I’d be able to answer him when he learned to quit cutting me off in midsentence. In addition to that, I asked him to stop using the term ‘you people.’ I was going to show him the back door. The front is too good for him.” Kris: “Is that all you said to him?” Jaxkey: “No, he asked me what Dr. Bass would do once she found out I was rude. I told him I’d probably get a raise, be crowned employee of the month, but after that go-around, it should year.” Kris: “Aren’t you afraid of what Dr. Bass is going to say, let alone do to you?” Jaxkey: “She’ll thank me for bringing him down a level with his mightier-thanthou attitude.” Kris: “You could lose your job if she gets mad.”

Jaxkey: “I came here looking for a job. I’ll leave here looking for one. It’s simple as that. I refuse to let anyone talk at me. I don’t care who they are. Well, unless it’s God, and he’s not God.” Jaxkey walked toward the back with Kris behind her. Kris: “Did he ask you about the head doctor in charge?” Jaxkey: “Yes. He is expecting to see Dr. Andre Bass.” Kris: “Did you tell him Dr. Bass is a woman?” Jaxkey: “Nope. He’ll find out after she enters the room.” Kris: “We shouldn’t ambush him like that.” Jaxkey: “Nobody is ambushing that man. He doesn’t deserve to know anything after the way he’s treated us, but if your conscience is getting the best of you, by all means, go tell him that there is a fe in front of the male. If he doesn’t get it, spell it slowly for him—F-E-M-A-L-E. Then watch his head spin.” Kris: “I’ll . Let him find out when Dr. Bass arrives.” Jaxkey: “Yeah, that’s what I thought. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when she walks through that door. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when he tries to explain his dog’s loss of his doghood.” Jaxkey laughed. Kris: “His dog runs with a gang? What are they called, the hoot-’n-hounds?” Jaxkey: “He was referring to the neuter. I pretended not to comprehend what he was saying. I swear the man needs a dumbass fee just for making that comment.” Kris: “You know Dr. Bass doesn’t believe in those types of fees.” Jaxkey: “She should after today. I’m going outside to burn up my lungs. I’ll call Dr. Bass and give her a heads-up.” Kris: “What if Mr. Vrbaston comes out of the room?” Jaxkey: “That man’s not budging until he gets Dr. Andre Bass.” Kris: “Dr. Bass’s father is named Andrew. He isn’t scheduled to come in this

month.” Jaxkey: “Kris, I wonder about you sometimes.” She laughed as she walked away.

Phone Messages for Dr. Bass

Jaxkey tried to reach Dr. Bass several times, but her phone went straight to voice mail. “Ugh, why won’t she answer? Dr. Bass, you need to call me ASAP.” Jaxkey waited five minutes. Still no reply from Adriana. She pushed speed dial again. “Dr. Bass, if you don’t call me soon, Mr. Vrbaston is liable to get killed.” She closed her phone and lit another cigarette. Another five minutes went by and still no response. “This is starting to tick me off.” Jaxkey dialed again. “Dr. Bass, if you don’t call me back, I’m leaving for the day, and don’t be surprised if most of the staff follows. Therefore, I suggest you call me back when you get this message.” Right when she was about to give up, Dr. Bass whipped into the parking lot with her radio blaring. “No wonder she can’t hear her phone.” Jaxkey walked over to the front of her car. She stood there impatiently, tapping her foot with her arms crossed as she waited for Adriana to exit the vehicle.

Treatment Area: Present Time

Kris overheard Dr. Bass and Jaxkey’s conversation about Mr. Vrbaston, and from the sound of things, Jaxkey needed some serious backing because Dr. Bass wasn’t buying it.

Kris: “Dr. Bass, most of us were on the receiving end of Mr. Vrbaston’s ugliness.” Adriana: “Girls, don’t you think you’re exaggerating a little?” Adriana has a disbelieving tone, but they refused to respond. “He’s that bad, huh?” Kris: “I tied to help Mr. Vrbaston, but he snapped at me like a rabid dog. After that, he wanted me to turn off Kevin Weldon because country music gives him a headache.” Adriana: “So the man doesn’t appreciate country music. That’s not a crime, nor does that make the man crazy or mean.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, he’s Cujo in a werewolf body.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, there’s no such thing as werewolves.” Jaxkey: “Yes, there is. Google werewolves. I bet his name will pop up, followed by the word run.” Adriana: “No one is bad enough to make me run out the room.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, wait until he opens that mouth of his.” Jaxkey: “Kris is right. When is Kris ever right?” Adriana: “You do have a point there.” Adriana laughed. Jaxkey: “I didn’t believe her earlier, which was a mistake.”

Adriana: “He’s having a bad morning. Under that huffing and puffing is a nice man waiting to reveal himself to you.” Jaxkey and Kris: “No, there isn’t.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, under that huffing and puffing is a furious dragon.” Adriana: “Clearly I have it wrong. Fill me in. I don’t have time for guessing games.” Jaxkey: “Here’s the skinny.” Jaxkey was starting to tell her version when Adriana interrupted her. Adriana: “I don’t have time to decipher slang today.” Jaxkey: “Skinny means the real deal.” Jaxkey smiled as Adriana continued to stare at her. “Mr. Vrbaston is wigging out about his pet.” Adriana: “Wigging out. Girl, if you don’t start speaking English.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, I know you’ve heard that term before.” Adriana: “No, I haven’t.” Jaxkey: “Wigging means the same as tripping or bugging. Girl, when are you going to get in touch with your soul sister half? The white side of you is afraid to let the black half sneak out.” Adriana: “Explain the problem, and loose that slang talk. It’s not cute. Jaxkey: “Slow your roll. I’m getting there.” Adriana stared at her. “Slow your roll means hold on. Mr. Vrbaston is upset about his dog, Viper.” Adriana: “What’s a Viper, a snake, mouse, cat, or rat?” Jaxkey: “Why do I bother telling you anything? It’s obvious you don’t listen.” Adriana: “Yes, I do.” Adriana took another sip of coffee. Jaxkey. “Uh-huh, that’s why you asked if Viper was a snake, mouse, cat, or a rat after I told you he was a dog. You’ve got me sounding like the narrator of a Dr.

Seuss book.” Adriana: “I suggest one of you bring this story up to speed or leave me alone.” Kris: “Viper is a three-year-old Yorkie-poo who had brain surgery here six days ago.” Adriana: “Here? Who attempted that type of procedure?” Jaxkey: “He was neutered. Mr. Vrbaston’s questioning why his dog left here traumatized.” Adriana: “Traumatized? Why are we hearing about it six days later?” Jaxkey: “Like I’d know. I have Viper’s chart for you to review.” Adriana: “I don’t want to, but I guess I’ll have to.” Adriana looked it over and noticed Dr. Butcher performed a scrotal ablation. That woman must really dislike men to take it out on dogs. After coming to the conclusion that everything was done accordingly, she began to wonder what happened to Viper after he left. “Jaxkey, what exactly is Mr. Whatever upset about?” Jaxkey: “Well, little lady, I’ll tell you.” Jaxkey said this in a Mae West accent. “Mr. Vrbaston thinks his little pooch was waylaid by us here at the Ho’de’SA Inn. He thinks Viper misses his dogwood—my mistake—doghood.” Jaxkey laughed as Adriana chocked on her drink. Adriana: “What?” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “What kind of man refers to his dog’s testicles as doghood?” Jaxkey: “A crazy one.” Adriana: “Did he really say that?” Jaxkey: “Yes, Mr. Mean said that and then some. He’s in room 6 waiting for Andre.” Adriana: “Room 6. I don’t feel like wrestling with a little dog today. Why didn’t you leave him up front?”

Jaxkey. “It won’t be the dog you’ll wrestle. That man’s lucky we didn’t show him out the door, but you know us, courteous 24-7 no matter how crappy the client treats us.” Adriana placed her hands over her head. Adriana: “Is the dog aggressive?” Jaxkey: “I couldn’t tell you. Kris will answer that, won’t you, Kris?” Kris: “Dr. Bass, we couldn’t leave him up front to badger another client. Nobody should experience his mouth, except the Butcher. She did the surgery.” Adriana: “Kris, I’ve asked you not to call her that.” Kris: “She butchers the animals.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher neuters her patients different from what you’re used to, but in no way does she harm the animals. I better not hear that come from your mouth again.” Kris: “Okay.” Kris looked to Jaxkey for help, but none was given. Adriana: “Jaxkey, let Dr. Butcher see Mr. Whatever. Since she performed the surgery, she can deal with him. I’m not about to spend the morning listening to a man cry over his dog’s neuter.” Jaxkey: “No can do. It has to be you. Besides, Dr. Butcher will drive him loco.” Adriana: “You said he’s crazy, so it shouldn’t matter.” Jaxkey: “If she goes in there, someone’s liable to get hurt, and the woman is slow. Dr. Bass, they’ll be there till Christmas.” Adriana: “I’ll charge them both rent if they stay long. Either way, I win. Now let me finish my drink in peace.” Jaxkey: “He has a complaint.” Adriana: “She’ll know how to address his complaints.” Jaxkey: “She can’t help him. Mr. Vrbaston wants to see the boss man.”

Adriana: “Jaxkey, my father hasn’t owned this practice in ten years.” Jaxkey: “I know, but he wants to see Dr. Andre Bass.” Adriana: “Andre? You know my father’s name is Andrew.” Jaxkey: “He was talking about you.” Jaxkey grinned. Adriana: “He’ll have to wait until I finish my coffee.” Jaxkey: “Can’t you forego your coffee? He’s impatient.” Adriana: “Then he should have called, texted, e-mailed, or faxed his concerns.” Kris: “Maybe he doesn’t know how to use a cell phone.” Jaxkey: “Yeah, kind of like someone else I know.” Jaxkey giggled. Adriana glared at her. Adriana: “Jaxkey, why is he here this early?” Jaxkey: “I assume he wanted to bless us with his presence this fine Monday morning.” Adriana: “I’m not in the mood for jokes!” Jaxkey: “Don’t snap at me.” Jaxkey was defensive. Adriana: “Sorry. Is there anything else I need to be aware of?” Kris: “He made Amy cry, hurt a client’s feelings by calling him and his dog fat, and—” Kris quit talking after Jaxkey kicked her. “Dr. Bass, why do some men act that way? How do people wake up ugly on the inside? How?” Adriana: “I don’t know. Today is not the day to find out.” Adriana glared at Jaxkey when she laughed. Jaxkey: “It’s going to be an eventful morning.” Adriana: “Thanks for those encouraging words.”

Jaxkey: “Anytime.” Jaxkey and Kris broke into laughter. Adriana: “Let’s see if you’re laughing when raises are due.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you’re not taking what we’ve said seriously, so let’s see if you’ll maintain that joyful mood after you emerge from room 6.” Jaxkey grinned. Adriana: “Ugh, I always get stuck with the needy, overbearing clients.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Miles has his fair share of needy. Take Mrs. Pumsey. She came in last week wearing the smallest shorts ever, a bikini top that belonged to a fourth grader, clown makeup, and what else can be said about the hooker heels?” Adriana: “What did she come in for?” Adriana laughed. Jaxkey: “Griff needed his glands expressed, ears cleaned, and nails trimmed. Of course that was an excuse to see Dr. Miles.” Adriana: “He might enjoy the attention. I’ve never heard him complaining about his clients being overzealous.” Adriana laughed. Jaxkey: “You know he doesn’t. In fact, his never-ending day is about to begin too. Mrs. Washerman is waiting for him. I can’t begin to say anything nice about what she’s wearing.” Adriana: “Try?” Jaxkey thought about saying something positive, but nothing came to mind. Jaxkey: “I can’t. What she’s wearing is just plain nasty. When she bent over earlier, we all got a look at her stuff. I thought I was going to be sick.” Adriana: “Okay?” Adriana laughed. Jaxkey: “I wanted to tell her she was wasting her time. Dr. Miles swayed a different way.” Adriana: “It’s a good thing you didn’t. Still, I wouldn’t mind a half-naked man from time to time.”

Jaxkey: “Please, you can’t handle a dressed man. Naked would only confuse you.” Adriana: “It’s okay for a person to show a little determination.” Jaxkey: “What if the person has issues?” Adriana: “Sure. If he isn’t needy, clingy, or crazy, I’m all right with very small issues.” Jaxkey: “Yeah, that’s what you say now.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, just explain to me why Mr. Vrbaston is here this early.” Jaxkey: “I told you. Mr. Vrbaston is here because you’re the added bonus to this place.” Kris: “Yeah, Dr. Bass, you’re the glue that keeps everything together. You’re —”Adriana cut Kris off. Adriana: “Kris, you’re the only person I know that can make nothing out of nothing. If it’s brownie points you’re after…” Kris: “I’m not looking for brownie points. Just my usual bragging rights. But you are the shiznit.” Adriana: “Did you just curse at me?” Kris: “Ugh. No.” Adriana: “Kris, I haven’t a clue as to what shiznit means. I refuse to spend the rest of the year trying to figure the two of you out. I suggest you start speaking clearly. Otherwise, I’m going to hire an English tutor, and it will cut into your raises. Got it?” Kris: “Yeah. Yes. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you the answers you’re looking for, but Mr. Vrbaston can. The longer you put off going to room 6, the worse he’ll become.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, Mr. Vrbaston has a very short fuse.”

Adriana: “I’ll have to get a shorter fuse, huh?” Adriana stormed off. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, wait, don’t be mad at us.”

Adriana ignored her plea and continued to walk away. Kris and Jaxkey looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and reluctantly followed behind her. Dr. Miles noticed the girls with a troubled look on their faces standing quietly by the treatment doors. He walked over to see if he could be of some assistance.

Dr. Miles: “Jaxkey, Kris, is everything okay?” Kris: “Yes, no, maybe.” Kris was nervous. Dr. Miles: “Would you mind telling me what the problem is?” Jaxkey: “It’s complicated.” Dr. Miles: “Do you want to tell me what’s wrong, or should I leave you two to brood alone?” Kris: “We’re not brooding, at least I’m not.” Jaxkey: “Neither am I.” Dr. Miles: “Okay, what can I do to cheer you up?” Jaxkey: “We don’t need cheering up. Dr. Bass will after she meets the wacko in room 6.” Dr. Miles: “Wacko! Jaxkey, what are you talking about?” Jaxkey: “Mr. Vrbaston is the meanest, most arrogant man ever.” Dr. Miles: “Really? Anyone I’ve ever seen?” Kris: “He was seen by the Butcher.”

Dr. Miles: “He took his dog to the butcher?” Jaxkey: “Dr. Miles, you have to excuse Kris. She likes to speak before she thinks.” Jaxkey playfully hit Kris. “Dr. Butcher neutered Mr. Vrbaston’s dog last week. Now the owner is in a tizzy. He claims he was misled about his dog losing his doghood.” Dr. Miles: “Doghood? That’s one way of looking at a dog’s neuter. As for calling Dr. Butcher the Butcher, it’s wrong. I suggest you refrain from using that term.” Kris: “This wouldn’t have happened if she neutered the same way everyone else does.” Dr. Miles: “Kris, I know she does things different than what you’re used to, but that doesn’t mean her way is wrong.” Kris: “Dr. Bass gave me the same talk ten minutes ago.” Dr. Miles: “Good. You wouldn’t want her as an enemy.” Kris: “I’m not afraid of her. I’m afraid of the mood Dr. Bass will be in after surfacing from room 6. That man is going to drive her crazy.” Jaxkey: “I agree with Kris. If Dr. Bass comes out of there in a bad mood, my two-week vacation starts today.” Dr. Miles: “Jaxkey, whatever happens won’t be that bad.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Miles, I’ve worked with her for fifteen years. I’ve seen her upset a few times. This time, she’s going to be seeing red. When I say I’m taking a vacation if her mood is less than desirable when she comes out of his room, I’m taking one.” Dr. Miles: “It wouldn’t be good having her walking around all upset, but if it comes to that, we’ll get through it. I promise.” He walked away. Kris: “Jaxkey, Dr. Miles means well, but he never sees things clearly.” Jaxkey and Kris glanced toward the sink. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass is talking to Dr. Butcher. What can they possibly be talking

about? Let’s go see.” Kris: “You know they’re discussing Mr. Vrbaston. You also know how she feels about people listening in on things that don’t concern them.” Jaxkey: “She should have thought about that before she detoured from room 6. I’m going over to hurry her along. Are you coming, or are you going to stand here alone looking confused?” Kris: “I’m coming”—Kris reluctantly followed Jaxkey—“even though this is a huge mistake.”

Dr. Bass and Dr. Butcher

Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, I can speak to Mr. Vrbaston.” Adriana: “I have it under control. Is there anything else I need to know about Viper? I don’t want to go in the room unprepared.” Dr. Butcher: “Everything’s written down in the chart. I suggest you try reading it.” Adriana: “I read the chart.” Dr. Butcher: “Then we agree. Everything you need to know is written down in ink.” Adriana: “Since you brought it up, I suggest you start writing brief, detailed notes.” Dr. Butcher: “Brief, detailed notes? Dr. Bass, what do you think I write?” Adriana: “A novel! It shouldn’t take me or the other doctors half the morning reading over your cases.” Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, I can’t believe you’re seeing a client I’ve never met. This would be the perfect opportunity for us to meet. I can address whatever concerns he has about Viper.” Adriana: “You’ll have to wait for another time. Apparently, the man’s upset with you. He requested me.” Dr. Butcher: “Why would he request somebody he’s never seen? I bet the girls went behind my back and put your code on the chart instead of mine.” Adriana: “Why would you think that?” Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, they don’t like or respect me.”

Adriana: “Respect is a two-way street.” Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, how can you expect us to handle the complaints of our clients when you won’t direct them to us? I know why. You have control issues.” Adriana: “I would love for you to handle your own client complaints. In fact, I’d welcome it! I do have a problem with your ridiculous allegation. I neither have nor have I ever had control issues.” Dr. Butcher: “You’re stealing my clients. You’re the reason my commission checks are smaller.” Adriana: “If your clientele is dwindling, you only have yourself to blame! People avoid you for a reason. I suggest you take a day to examine yourself and accept responsibility for your actions.” Dr. Butcher: “What’s that supposed to mean?” Adriana: “This can turn ugly if you don’t give it a rest!” Adriana then directed her frustration toward Jaxkey and Kris. “Jaxkey, Kris, don’t you have something to do that doesn’t involve eavesdropping?” Jaxkey: “Not until you come out of room 6, the room you should be in now.” Adriana cut her eyes at Jaxkey. “Would you like me to go in with you?” Adriana: “I don’t need a babysitter.” Jaxkey: “Babysitter? Please, I was thinking more in the lines of house guard. When Mr. Vrbaston gets out of line, I’ll get crunk on him. Know what I’m saying?” Adriana: “Jaxkey, I never know what you’re saying, let alone what crunk means.” Jaxkey: “Crunk means to get crazy, get stupid, to get—” Adriana: “I don’t have time for this coded slang crap.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, don’t get snippy with me for having your back.”

Adriana: “I can handle Mr. What’s-His-Name without an audience. I’ll handle him with baby gloves.” Jaxkey: “Baby gloves? You’ll need oven mitts or boxing gloves.” Kris: “I vote for oven mitts. I recall Amy mentioning something about an elevator, steam, scorched flesh, and hell.” Kris laughed. Adriana: “Ladies, I appreciate the warning, but this shouldn’t take long.” Jaxkey: “Thirty minutes.” Adriana: “Fifteen minutes tops.” Jaxkey: “Oh, it’ll be longer than that.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “Would you mind sharing the reason why I’ll be in there for a while?” Jaxkey: “Kris will tell you.” Kris: “No, she needs to hear it from you, Jaxkey.” Jaxkey: “I think you should ask Amy. She knows more than us anyway.” Adriana: “Neither of you held back earlier, so don’t hold back now. What haven’t you told me?” Jaxkey: “Well…” Adriana: “Spit it out. I don’t have all morning trying to figure this out.” Jaxkey: Jaxkey resorted to mumbling. “Mr. Vrbaston left his dog at home.” Adriana: “I can’t hear you. Speak up.” Jaxkey: “He left Viper at home.” Adriana: “Why am I going in there?” Jaxkey: “He wants to speak with you on Viper’s behalf.”

Adriana: “The man doesn’t have a cell phone?” Jaxkey: “Perhaps he doesn’t know how to use it, like someone else I know.” Adriana: “Let’s see if you’re still laughing when I tell him you did the surgery.” Jaxkey: “Don’t be like that. I’m trying to keep it real.” Adriana: “Keeping it real means I wouldn’t have to forego my morning cup of coffee to see a client who decided to come in without his dog. Someone better add him to the callback list!” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you’re directing your anger at the wrong person.” Adriana: “You think?” Jaxkey: “Yeah. Go tell Mr. Vrbaston how you feel.” Kris: “See what happens when she doesn’t get to finish her coff-a-spate.” Adriana: “It’s coffee-a-latte.” Adriana was frustrated. “Try getting something right!” Kris: “Dr. Bass, you don’t have to be mean.” Kris walked away in defeat. Adriana: She walked over to Kris. “I’m sorry. I should not have snapped at you.” Kris: “I’m getting used to it.” Adriana: “You shouldn’t have to get used to anything like that—not from me or anyone.” Jaxkey: “I told you she wouldn’t want us being a client’s punching bag.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, get me if I haven’t surfaced in thirty minutes.” Jaxkey: “Do you want me to say you have an emergency?” Adriana: “As long as it gets me out of that room, you have my permission to say whatever comes to mind.” Adriana headed to room 6.

Doctor/Doctor First Encounter

Adriana didn’t know what to expect, so she entered the room cautiously. Mr. Vrbaston had his back to her, talking on the phone. Well, there goes the phone theory. Maybe if I clear my throat, I’ll get his attention. Adriana cleared her throat several times hoping the noise would make him stop talking long enough to acknowledge her, but he just continued his phone conversation. How rude. I should let Dr. Butcher see him. Well, if he’s going to ignore me, I might as well take advantage of the view, and a nice view it is, although his hair’s a little long for my taste. What’s with the all-black attire? I wonder what the rest of him looks like. I’ll never see unless he turns around. Let me see what I can do about rectifying this little problem. I’ll open the door again, and then I’ll slam it shut. Still no response followed. Well, that didn’t go as planned. I can always take the direct approach and interrupt his precious phone conversation.

Adriana: “Good morning. I’m…” When he turned around and stared at her with his stunning green eyes, she thought she was going to hit the floor. This man looks like he just stepped out of a GQ magazine. Those girls. If this is their idea of a toad, I want one. “I’m Dr. Ass, I mean Bass.” She giggled. “What can I do you for?” Cameron: He raised his eyebrow at her comment. “Do what?” Adriana: “This is awkward. What I meant was, what can you do me for?” Cameron: “Excuse me!” He snapped this sharply while holding the phone to his ear. Adriana: “Sorry about that.” She playfully waved her hands above her head. All right, Adriana, focus. It’s not like you to go all weak in the knees over a client. “What can I do for you?” Cameron: “Leave!” Cameron pointed toward the door, displaying his aggravation.

I know he didn’t tell me to leave. If he points that finger at me one more time, I’ll give him a gesture where the finger isn’t pointed sideway, she thought.

Adriana: “You want me to do what?” Cameron: “Leave! I’m in the middle of a private conversation.” Cameron glared at her. “I’m on the phone in case you hadn’t noticed!” Adriana: “I don’t care.” Cameron: “My conversation is private. Therefore, you need to leave the room. I’ll have someone hunt you down again when I’m finished. Now run along!” Adriana: Who does this man think he is? I’m not about to spend my morning revolving around his phone conversations. “I don’t mind waiting for you to finish.” She crossed her arms while leaning against the counter. “From here, of course.” Cameron: “You’re going to stand there eavesdropping on my private conversation?” Adriana gave him her best get-over-yourself grin. Adriana: “I’ll be quiet as a mouse. You won’t notice I’m here. If that’s a problem, you can leave.” Cameron: “You have no intention of leaving the room, do you?” Cameron raised his voice louder. Adriana: “Do you have a hearing problem? I hope you’re good at reading lips because I am lacking on my sign language.” Cameron: “Sign language?” Adriana: “End your phone call. I have other clients to see.” Cameron: “You’ve got some nerve. Markus, I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to…I don’t know what her problem is. I can’t. She refuses to leave my

room. I’m serious.” Adriana: “It’s not your room. It’s mine.” Cameron glared at her. “If anyone is leaving this room, it’s you, not me.” Cameron: “Markus, I’ll call you later.” Cameron closed his phone. “Lady, what is your problem?” Adriana: “Apparently, you have selective hearing.” Cameron: “Yeah, well, people normally don’t hear mice.” Adriana: “That depends on how much noise they make.” Cameron: “Why didn’t you leave when I told you to?” Adriana: “I wasn’t aware I needed to obey you.” Cameron: “Now you know!” Adriana walked over to the door, opened it, and looked at the room number. “What are you doing?” Adriana: “Darn, the room number hasn’t changed. We’re still in room 6. I was making sure we hadn’t left my animal hospital. For a moment, I thought my exam room teleported us to your house.” She said this mockingly as Cameron’s cell phone rang again. “I hope you don’t plan on answering that.” Cameron glanced at his phone before deciding to answer it. Cameron: “Hello! Markus, I didn’t mean to snap at you. No, I’m a bit on edge. Yes, right. Are you kidding? She’s glaring at me now. I don’t think this is a laughing matter. I don’t know how long I’ll be. Yes, I’ll call you later.” Adriana: “Please continue your conversation with Markus as you’re leaving the building and make your next appointment for never.” Cameron: “You’re free to go check other patients. You can come back when I’m finished.” Adriana: “If I leave, I won’t return until after you’ve left.” Cameron: “I can’t make you leave, but I can pretend you’re not here.”

Adriana: “That’s mature of you.” Cameron: “Markus, I’m going to pretend she’s not here. Now what was the question?” Adriana: “Can you pretend you never came in and leave?” Cameron: “Dr. Ass, was I talking to you?” Markus was overcome with uncontrollable laughter after listening to their juvenile sparring. “Markus, I know. I made your day. I will not take a picture of her. No, we will not video chat. I’m not sending anything to you. That’s not going to happen either. I’ll call you when I get to the office. I’ll tell you everything later.” Cameron glared at Adriana as he quickly closed his cell phone. Adriana was offended by his hard expression. Adriana: “What are you upset about?” Cameron: “You’re not what I expected!” Adriana: “What did you expect?” Cameron: “A man. You are not a man! Why? How are you a woman?” Adriana: “Do you really need me to explain why along with how?” Cameron: “You’re the doctor?” Cameron looked her up and down. Adriana: “We’ve established that when I entered the room. If you require further proof, my license is hanging on the wall in the hallway. You can’t miss it when you leave.” Cameron: “I don’t recall asking for proof.” Adriana: “I could have sworn you did when you questioned if I was the doctor.” Cameron: “You don’t look old enough to be a doctor.” Adriana: “That’s because you’ve never seen a woman before.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I see forty to sixty women a day.”

Adriana: “Forty to sixty women a day? Male escorting must be rough business. Wait, isn’t that illegal?” Cameron: “I wouldn’t know about that. I do know I’ve been waiting over an hour for you to finish doing whatever it was you we’re doing.” Adriana: “A little over an hour? Is that all?” Cameron: “Do you always make a habit out of being late?” Adriana: “I wasn’t late. You are just very early. You would have realized that earlier had you paid attention to our business hours that are nicely displayed on the front door. Now would be a good time for you to check the door as you’re heading out.” Cameron: “What?” Adriana: “You really should get your hearing checked after you leave here.” Cameron: “There’s nothing wrong with my hearing. I don’t believe I’m early, nor am I leaving.” Adriana: “I am not surprised. Can you read?” Cameron: “Why would you ask me such a ridiculous question?” Adriana: “My front door clearly states our business hours, hours you’ve failed to read. And for some crazy reason, you’re under the impression that I’m the one who’s late, which I’m not, but we won’t go into that right now.” Cameron: “What?” Adriana: “I knew you had a hearing problem.” Cameron: “My problem is you!” His nostrils flared with anger. “I should have known you’d be a female after the runaround I received. Now you’re looking for any excuse to leave the room. Are you afraid to discuss my dog, sweetheart?” Adriana: “Afraid? You need to explain your eagerness along with why you’re not seeing Dr. Butcher since she performed the surgery.”

Cameron: “You’re here to discuss my problems.” Adriana: “Look, you don’t have four legs and a tail or wings to go with your two legs. Therefore, your problems are human-related. The hospital you seek is on Van Buren. I’m sure someone there would be more than happy to discuss all the problems you’re giving.” Cameron glared at her. Cameron: “I’m in a hurry, sweetheart, so be serious.” Adriana: “I guess you should have ended your phone conversation when I entered the room.” His phone rang again. He picked it up. “You’re willing to ignore me but not that stupid phone. I should charge you for wasting my time.” Cameron told the person on the other end he’d call them back, placed the phone down on the table, and stared at Adriana. Cameron: “Happy?” Adriana: “Delighted, Mr.…” She pretends to have forgotten his name. “What was your name again?” Cameron: “Vrbaston!” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, I don’t get to use my cell phone at my doctor’s office. Therefore, give me the same courtesy. Don’t use yours here.” Cameron: “This isn’t a real doctor’s office.” Adriana: “So this conversation isn’t real.” She turned to leave. Cameron: “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” Adriana: “You don’t respect me as a real doctor because I’m a female veterinarian. That’s why you keep answering the phone.” Cameron: “Yeah, that’s it in a nutshell!” Cameron turned his phone off. “It’s off. Satisfied?” Adriana: “Ecstatic.” Cameron: “Can you pretend to be somewhat professional?”

Adriana: “Don’t raise your voice at me, mister.” Cameron: “Look here, Dr. Ass.” She glared at him. “That is your name, right?” Adriana: “No!” Adriana didn’t hide her frustration. “I do recall correcting myself.” Cameron: “What is your name if it’s not Dr. Ass?” Adriana: “I told you once. Maybe you should have listened instead of directing me out of the room like a flight attendant.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I have a job with major responsibilities that I’m falling behind on as we speak because you want to aggravate me.” Adriana: “Please go there. You’re bugging me.” Cameron: “Woman, you think I’m bugging you?” Adriana: “Like flies on horse crap!” Cameron: “Well, aren’t we bold with the comments, Dr. Ass.” Adriana: “It’s Bass. So you have a job that allows you to work late in the day? That’s nice. What do you work 10:00 to 3:00?” She looked him up and down. “No, you probably work 11:00 to 2:00.” She waited for him to reply, but he didn’t. “If I had those hours, I’d have time to badger people too.” Cameron: “I don’t work late in the day. Sometimes, I work well into the next morning.” Adriana: “That’s right. You see hundreds of women weekly. I understand your behavior now. You’re worn out this morning. That explains your negative attitude along with those bags under your eyes. You’re sleepy.” Cameron: “Worn out, negative attitude, bags under my eyes, sleepy—not hardly!” Adriana: “Don’t be embarrassed. I know what long hours can do to a person who’s had next to nothing for sleep.”

Cameron: “I got plenty of sleep last night.” Adriana: “My mistake. You’re irritable because you’re hungry.” Cameron: “I’m not hungry. I am angry!” You can thank your uninformative staff for my unpleasantness this morning.” Adriana: “Can I? You keep snapping like you’re hungry and tired.” Cameron “I’m neither! Let me tell you what I need from you.” Adriana: “What you need is a diaper change, a spanking, and timeout in the quite corner, you big baby.” Cameron: “What was that you said?” Adriana watched his face twist into frown. “Did you just offer to spank me? As for diapers, I don’t wear them. And from where I am standing, you’re the one who needs the timeout corner.” Adriana: “Do you enjoy being argumentative and mean?” Cameron: “Sweetheart, you’re doing a pretty good job of keeping up with me.” Adriana: “That’s because you had me on the defensive from the minute I walked in here.” Cameron: “I had you on the defensive? Oh, you’re a fine one to talk, Ms. IDon’t-Know-How-to-Revolve-Around-My-Client’s-Needs-Instead-of-MyOwn.” Adriana: “Damn, I can’t put me first for once?” Cameron: “So you’re a comedian too?” Adriana: “If that’s a compliment, I’ll take it. I wanted to perform at the local comedy club, but my staff never finds my jokes amusing. It’s nice to know you find me entertaining.” Cameron: “Don’t get ahead of yourself. That was not a compliment. It was more in the lines of a jab, so you might want to listen to your staff. I find you annoying.”

Adriana: “Annoying? Please. Cameron: “You’re right. I need to be more understanding seeing how you’re only an animal doctor. You couldn’t cut it in the human field with us real professionals.” Adriana: Only an animal doctor? Couldn’t cut it in the human field? Oh, this man has no idea who he’s talking to, but he’s about to find out. “I have never ever wanted to be a human doctor. I need something a bit more challenging, but thanks for your concern.” Cameron: “You might want to reserve the thank you until later because I’m not finished.” Adriana: “You mean there’s more?” She implied this sarcastically. Cameron glared at her. Cameron: “Veterinary school should have taught you about time. My time is valuable.” Adriana: “Whatever you say, jackass.” Adriana mumbled this under her breath not caring if he heard her. She could tolerate just about anything but not arrogant, rude, and cocky. Cameron: “it you made me wait. Your clients run a close second to your personal needs.” Adriana: “Did you just call me self-centered?” Cameron: “I thought I stated it clearly for you the first time.” He said this with a cocky grin. Adriana: “No, I’m having a difficult time understanding you. Your accent, it’s dreadfully heavy.” Cameron: “You had no problem understanding me a few minutes ago.” Adriana: “That was before you became excitable.” Cameron: “Excitable?”

Adriana: “Yes. Try slowing down when you speak. If that’s not possible, consider hiring an interpreter.” Cameron: “Interpreter? Is my accent too thought-provoking for you?” Adriana: “Yeah, that’s it in a nutshell.” Cameron: “How’s this for slow, sweetheart? You…need…to…be… considerate…of…your clients’…needs…not…your…own. …you… essentially…work…for…your…clients. That means…you work for…me.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbastard, I’m considerate of my clients.” Cameron: “It’s Vrbaston, sweetheart, not bastard.” Adriana” “If there’s something you need to discuss, I suggest you do so now.” Cameron: “You deliberately kept me waiting almost an hour. You were probably trying to look your best before coming in, but I’m not concerned about your looks! I’m concerned about my dog, Viper!” Adriana: “You’re sadly mistaken if you think I’m going to let you continue to insult me.” She was so mad you could boil water from the heat she was radiating. “Mr. Vrbatodum, are you from ?” Cameron: “Do I look French to you?” Adriana: “I don’t know what stupid, I mean French men look like.” Cameron: “I’m Italian, sweetheart, and I’m far from stupid.” Adriana: “Says who, jackass?” Cameron: “Now I understand why your rude staff wasn’t helpful earlier. They learned from you.” Adriana: “I haven’t known my staff to be rude.” This week. Cameron: “Explain why no one informed me the he I was waiting on was a she.” Adriana: “It’s not their fault you assumed only a man could be in charge. Maybe

you didn’t give them a chance to answer any questions. My staff isn’t used to overbearing people.” They would have told you about yourself had I not implemented the three Cs policy. Cameron: “Explain the mumbling under their breath.” Adriana: “Maybe they were praying you’d show them some comion.” Cameron: “They didn’t appear to be praying.” Adriana: “Maybe they were trying to figure out why you were so upset. Maybe you mistook it as a plot against you. Maybe you’re feeling guilty for the way you treated them due to your—oh what’s the word—eagerness. Maybe you’re just mean.” Adriana smirked. Cameron: “Here’s a few maybes for you to chew on, sweetheart. Maybe you should it to being wrong. Maybe you should seek training for you and your staff. Maybe you should take this number. My friend would be more than happy to train you all on the principles of persuasion, client interaction, and positive communication.” Cameron tried to hand her his friend’s number. Adriana: “I don’t need your friend’s number.” Cameron: “If it’s money you’re concerned about, I’d be more than willing to train you two days a week. For a very small fee, of course.” Adriana: “I would never take advice from you or your friend about me or my staff.” Cameron: “Easy, sweetheart, it’s just a suggestion. You’ll never be part of the solution if you can’t it there’s a problem. That’s all I’m saying.” Adriana: “Good, now you can leave.” Adriana opened the door, but Cameron just stood there. Cameron: “You shouldn’t keep a good man waiting. It’s not very polite.” Adriana: “I’ll try to that next time I see one.” Adriana responded back without emotion. “Don’t act wounded. You’ve kept someone waiting. You’re just too stubborn to it it.”

Cameron: “Not this long. Sweetheart, you know, examples are set by those that lead. You’re setting some pretty bad ones for your staff.” Adriana: “My staff interacts wonderfully with clients. It’s jackasses like you they have a problem with.” The thought rolled out her mouth so fast instead of staying in her head. Cameron cocked his head at her jackass comment. Cameron: “Sweetheart, I understand you’re upset, but would you refrain from referring to me as a jackass?” Adriana: “Stop calling me sweetheart.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I’m sure your morning went according to plan.” Cameron leaned his face close to hers, causing Adriana to shy away from him. “I’m pretty sure that’s coffee I smell on your breath unless it’s a new brand of mouthwash.” Adriana: “I only had one-half cup of coffee. For your information, my morning was a waiting game. I had to sit through thirty minutes of boring orientation before working out, and rush hour traffic wasn’t much of a picnic either with the stop-and-go traffic.” Cameron: “You’re comparing my wait to some meaningless workout and rush hour traffic?” Adriana: “You of all people know what it’s like to be stuck on the Dan Ryan or in a gym.” Cameron: “I don’t drive on the Dan Ryan, nor do I work out.” Cameron stared at her. “Your barking up the wrong tree if you think I’m interested in your poor me morning problems. The only thing I care about is my dog, Viper.”

Poor me excuse. Adriana was seriously contemplating strangling him if he didn’t shut up. She quickly reached behind, feeling for the door so she could leave the room.

Adriana: “Mr. Vrbastard, I need to leave the room.” Cameron stared blankly as she opened the door. Cameron: “Where do you think you’re going?” Adriana: This man is impossible. “I’ll be back.” She said this with more force. Cameron: “Now you’re planning on leaving the room?” Adriana: “That’s the plan.” Cameron: “No, you’re not! You’ve kept me waiting long enough!” Adriana: You’ll have to keep waiting. “I didn’t realize what I said would be so complicated.” Cameron: “You can’t leave.” Cameron blocked the front of the doorway with his body. “You’re not going anywhere until we finish discussing Viper. Got it?” Adriana: “Move out of my way!” Cameron: “If you leave, this conversation is over.” Adriana: “Good.” She walked around him and opened the other door. Cameron: “If you leave, I’ll tell everyone you along with your staff mutilated and mistreated my dog, Viper, while he was here for surgery.” He said this hoping to get her attention. Adriana was halfway out of the door when she marched back over to him. She started poking him hard on the chest. Adriana: “Are you threatening me?” Cameron: “Ouch. What do you think?” His bottom lip twitched from anger. “Woman, stop poking me, or I’ll poke you back!” Adriana: “I’d like to see you try! I suggest you should go up front, pick up what little information we have on your dog, then do all of us a favor by never ever coming back.”

Cameron: “Excuse me!” Cameron took a step back. Adriana: “It’s a bit late for excuses, Mr. Vrbastard. You’re fired. With that said, try and have a lovely day. I know I will.” She walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Cameron couldn’t believe what happened. Not only did she put him in place but she also insisted he get a copy of his dog’s chart and never come back.

Cameron: “She fired me. I have no intention of leaving or letting her have the last word. She’ll have to come back sooner or later, preferably sooner.” Cameron exited the room and walked up front.

The Aftermath of Meeting Mr. Vrbaston

Jaxkey was waiting in the lab when Dr. Bass stormed past her, headed into her office, and slammed the door behind her.

Jaxkey: “She’s going to kill me for not bailing her out.” Kris: “She does seem a little ticked off.” Jaxkey: “We better go find out how things went with Mr. Vrbaston.” Kris: “We nothing. The expression on her face is enough, don’t you think?” Jaxkey: “No. Let’s go talk to her.” Kris: “You’re crazy. I’m not going in there to upset her more.” Jaxkey: “Kris, what are you afraid of?” Kris: “Dr. Bass, who else? She snapped at me once today. I’m not about to let her do it twice.” Jaxkey: “Come in with me. You won’t have to say a word. I’ll do all the talking.” Kris: “Don’t volunteer me for anything while we’re in there.” Jaxkey: “Yeah, yeah.” Jaxkey said this as they walked into Adriana’s office without knocking. “I wasn’t able to bail you out. Dr. Butcher needed my help. I hope you’re not mad.” Adriana: “I’m mad at that man. He’s impossible to talk to.” Jaxkey: “What man might that be?”

Adriana: “Oh, you know. I wanted to choke the daylight out of him.” Jaxkey: “It must have been pretty intense for you to want to inflict bodily harm.” Adriana: “Yes!” Jaxkey: “Is Mr. Vrbaston still in the room?” Adriana: “Hope not.” Adriana said this calmly. Jaxkey: “What did you say to him?” Adriana: “I told him to get a copy of his dog’s chart and never come back. Let’s hope he takes me up on my offer. Otherwise, I’ll have to go back in there.” Jaxkey: “You’re extremely calm for a woman who just fired a client. Are you sure that was the best way to handle Mr. Vrbaston? Giving him his chart and sending him on his merry way seems a bit harsh to me. Dr. Bass, did you refer to our three Cs policy before taking such drastic measures?” Adriana: “Why on earth would I want to do that?” Jaxkey: “Easy, terminator. You’re the one that stressed the importance of positive client interaction, Ms. No-One-Should-Ever-Leave-Here-FeelingUncared-For.” Jaxkey laughed. “Do you think Mr. Vrbaston felt any comion from you, Dr. Bass?” Adriana: “Oh, he felt something.” Adriana recalled poking him on the chest. Jaxkey: “Did you try to read past his frustration and realize he’s concerned about his little dog? Aren’t you concerned about how this will look?” Adriana: “I’m concerned enough to let him become someone else’s headache!” Jaxkey: She saw Adriana’s shoulders tense up and knew she was pushing it, but she couldn’t stop herself. She was on a roll. “Dr. Bass, he probably had a rough start this morning. Can’t you try being a little, um, what’s the word I’m looking for, Kris?” Kris: “Caring.” Kris laughed.

Jaxkey: “Yeah, that’s it, caring.” Jaxkey was trying not to laugh. Adriana: “Now isn’t the time to recite the three Cs policy. I know what I said, but there are some people the three Cs policy will never apply to. He’s that 100 percent.” Jaxkey: “But you fired good-looking, sexy-sounding Mr. Vrbaston.” Adriana: “There is nothing sweet or sexy about that man. If more veterinarians fired their bad clients, there would be harmony at the receptionist desk.” Jaxkey: “If veterinarians fired all their bad clients, they would be unemployed.” Adriana: “Only 10 percent of our clients are bad. Let’s look at the bigger picture here.” Jaxkey: “What’s the bigger picture?” Adriana: “Someone could make a fortune opening a hospital for rude, overbearing clients.” Jaxkey: “What would such a place be called?” Jaxkey giggled. Adriana: “Attitudes.” Adriana laughed. “The motto can be, ‘Come to the place where the doctors and staff are just as rude and uncaring like you.” Kris: “A few people here could work there, although I’m not sure they’d make money.” Kris laughed while Adriana and Jaxkey stared at her. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, I tried to warn you about Mr. Fine. You wouldn’t listen.” Adriana: “I’m listening now.” She turned to walk out of the office. Jaxkey: “Where are you going?” Adriana: “To reheat my coffee-a-latte. Get me when a real client with a real pet with real issues shows up.” She headed for the breakroom. Amy: She rushed into treatment. “Where’s Dr. Bass? I need to speak to her now!”

Jaxkey: “She’s in the breakroom, why?” Amy: “Because—oh, never mind. I’ll tell her myself.” She headed to the breakroom with Jaxkey and Kris on her heels. “Dr. Bass, you need to do something about Mr. Vrbaston. He’s up front going on and on about the physical abuse he received from you in addition to the mistreatment his dog received after surgery.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, did you choke him?” Adriana: “No, I poked him several times on the chest.” Jaxkey: “Did he cry?” Adriana: “He said ouch.” Adriana laughed. Amy: “You poked him? Dr. Bass, this isn’t funny. Mr. Vrbaston said you kicked him out of the hospital because you’re feeling guilty about hurting his dog.” Adriana: “I never hurt his dog, but I’ll do more to him if he doesn’t leave my clients alone!” Amy: “Mr. Jakes wants me to call the police. Mrs. Carlton offered to beat him with her umbrella. And Mr. Raja wants to know if he should hold him down. What should I do?” Adriana: “Let Mr. Raja hold him down while Mrs. Carlton beats him. After he’s rendered unconscious, Mr. Jakes can call the police. Takes care of my problem.” Amy: “He’s going to press charges and complain to the National Veterinary Associates.” Adriana: “All right, send Mr. Vrbaston back to room 6. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Amy: “I can’t speak to that man again.” Adriana: “Go back up front while I get some well-needed supplies.” Amy: She reluctantly went back up front to deliver the message to Mr. Vrbaston.

“Mr. Vrbaston, Dr. Bass would like you to return to exam room 6.” Cameron: “Do I still need a copy of my dog’s chart?” Amy: “I honestly don’t know.”

Cameron headed back to room 6 and waited for Adriana.

The Revelation

Adriana: “Jaxkey, I’m ready to do the time for the crime. Get the cattle prodder.” Jaxkey: “We don’t have the cattle prodder anymore.” Adriana: “Find something. I refuse to go back to that room empty-handed. Maybe I should take my boxing gloves.” Jaxkey: “I bet you’ve never worn those gloves.” Adriana: “I’ve put them on once. Maybe I should take a few muzzles.” Jaxkey: “You think that’ll keep him quiet?” Jaxkey laughed. “You need to come up with something else. Those two options aren’t going to work.” Adriana: “You’re right.” Adriana agreed as she thought about what Jaxkey said earlier about having her back. “There’s strength in numbers, right?” Jaxkey: “What’s your point?” Jaxkey replied with caution. Adriana: “I think we should go back in the room.” Jaxkey: “No! That was a one-time offer, Ms. I-Don’t-Need-a-Babysitter.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, you were right. I need help with him.” Jaxkey: “Let me suggest to you what was suggested to me earlier. Get some holy water, a cross, and pray. That’s all the help you’re getting from me.” Adriana: “Chicken!” Adriana taunted her. Jaxkey: “Heck yeah. If Mr. Vrbaston can make you mad enough to leave the room, then there’s no reason for me to even consider going in the dragon’s lair. Besides, I had enough of him this morning. It’s somebody else’s turn to deal with the dragon’s fire.”

Adriana: “I thought you had my back?” Adriana said this mockingly as she tapped her chest. Jaxkey: “I do from here.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “You’re going to send me back in there alone?” Adriana whined. Jaxkey: “Nope.” Jaxkey laughed. “I think you should take the emasculator with you.” Adriana: “Emasculator?” Adriana asked this with confusion. Jaxkey: “Yeah. Just looking at them might make Mr. Fine behave himself before he loses a very important part of himself.” Jaxkey laughed. “Don’t forget to grab the rabies pole.” Adriana: “What do you expect me to do with that?” Jaxkey: “Grip that neck you keep fantasizing about choking.” Adriana: “You expect me to choke him with the rabies pole?” Jaxkey: “No, just apply enough pressure to render him unconscious. Then you can neuter him. Now go AUS on Mr. Vrbaston.” Adriana: “If that’s more coded crap, I’ll muzzle you next.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, it’s not coded crap. It’s abbreviations: A, acknowledge the problem, anal client. U, understand where he’s coming from, crazy dog owner. S, solve the problem, make him happy, then send him on his way. It’s that simple.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, I’m going to let you test out your theory. While you’re doing that, I’m going to the breakroom. I need to reflect on the errors I’ve made today. I’ll even punish myself to a regular cup of coffee.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, it would be foolish for anyone to take you up on that offer.” Adriana: “Your job is to assist me with any and everything.” Jaxkey: “I gave you some very useful visual aids to help you get your point across. If that’s not enough, by all means, take Kris. She needs to work on her

client communication skills.” Kris: “You’re not pawning that man off on me! Dr. Bass, you don’t pay me enough to deal with him.” Adriana: “Would nine hundred dollars and my Audi TT for a week make you reconsider?” Kris: “Dr. Butcher performed the surgery. Let her deal with him.” Adriana: “He doesn’t want to see her.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, take that sign off your back when you go back in the room.” Adriana: “I have sign on my back?” Adriana reached her arm behind her back, feeling it. “Take it off.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, it was a figure of speech.” Kris said this softly. Adriana: “Jaxkey, are you sure there isn’t a note? I know how you like to play tricks.” Jaxkey: “I’m sure. Kris just wants you to stand your ground.” Adriana: “Right, I need to stand my ground.” Adriana frowned. Jaxkey: “That man’s got you all wound up with all his huffing and puffing, huh?” Adriana: “A little.” Jaxkey: “Huff and puff back without poking him. my three Cs: stay calm, cool, and collected.” Jaxkey advised. “I’d hate to see you get slapped with an assault charge.” Adriana: “I’ll stay calm, cool, and collected right up to the moment I choke the daylights out of him. I’ll deal with the assault charge later. There’s no way Mr. Vrbaston’s backing me into a corner again. I own this hospital.” Kris: “That’s right. You own this hospital.”

Adriana: “If Mr. Vrbaston behaves, I might let him leave with his head attached to his body.” Adriana dropped her head in disappointment. “I was hoping for a drama-free day like on the Animal Network.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, that stuff’s all staged. They have drama. If people want to see the real ins and outs of an animal hospital, all they need to do is volunteer at one.” Adriana: “You want people to see what we have to endure daily?” Jaxkey: “Hell yes. Ninety percent of our clients are normal, but then there’s that 10 percent like Mr. Vrbaston who are crazy, neglectful, and cheap. Stand strong when you go back in there!” Adriana: “Somebody needs to wish that man luck because if he keeps talking out the wrong end of his body, I will hurt him.” Adriana said this as she walked into the room. Before she could get the door closed, Mr. Vrbaston let into her some more. The girls cringed as Adriana slammed the door behind her. Kris: “Which one of us should wish him luck?” Jaxkey: “Not me. I’m rooting for Dr. Bass.”

Back to Basics / Doctor versus Doctor

Cameron: “Dr. Bass, did you think I would leave after your ‘You’re fired’ comment?” Adriana: “One could only hope.” Cameron: “You were hoping I’d leave without answers?” Adriana: “Yep.” She itted this without a care. Cameron: “How do you stay in business with in attitude like that? Do you tell everyone to leave when they disagree with you?” Adriana: “No, you’re the first. Besides, you insisted on leaving. I was merrily helping you out.” Cameron: “Were you helping me out when you bruised my chest? I’m seeking medical attention along with an attorney after I leave here.” Adriana: “The only thing bruised was your ego.” Cameron: “You said you’d be back in a minute. It’s past ten minutes.” Cameron noticed the objects in her hands. “What’s all that stuff for?” Adriana: “These are visual aids.” Cameron: “I don’t have time for this.” Adriana: “Well, you’re about to make time.” She calmly laid the objects on the exam table for his viewing pleasure. “Do you know what muzzles are used for?” Cameron: “Yes. In case you hadn’t noticed, my dog isn’t here, nor does he bite, so that’s a waste of one visual aid.” Adriana: “Muzzles have other uses too.” Adriana said this while pointing at the rabies pole. “Now this tall, long, slick thing with the loop at the end is called a

rabies pole. It’s used to grab an out-of-control, aggressive animal. Of course I saved the best for last.” She said this softly as she ran her fingers lightly across the emasculators. “This lovely thing is a woman’s dream.” She picked it up. “Do you know what they’re used for?” Cameron: “I haven’t a clue, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” Adriana: “That I am.” She grinned. “These are emasculators.” Cameron: “Emasculators. They’re used for what?” Adriana: “Castrating. Would you like a demonstration on how these lovely things work?” Cameron: “No.” Cameron became uneasy. “No wonder my little guy’s in pain. You mutilated him!” Adriana: “No one mutilated your dog. None of these things were ever used on him.” Cameron: “Then why did you bring that stuff in here?” Adriana: “I brought everything in here for you in case you need an attitude adjustment.” Cameron: “Well, those aren’t big enough.” Cameron pointed to the emasculators. Adriana: “The only thing big on you is your mouth. But they’ll adjust to any size if you’re worried.” Cameron: “I’m not worried, although I’m surprised you came back.” Adriana: “You knew I’d come back after the scene you caused up front.” Cameron: “Are you feeling guilty about firing me?” Adriana just stared at him. “Do you feel bad for hurting my feelings?” Adriana refused to answer him. “Are you trying to find the right words when you make an apology for your rudeness? Is that why you’re quiet?” She still didn’t answer him. “Sweetheart, I can tell by your expression you have more to say, so let’s hear it.”

Adriana: “I’m not sure you can handle the truth.” Cameron: “I’m man enough to take anything you throw my way, so let it fly.” Adriana: Let’s see if your statement holds true. “It’s eight twenty in the morning. I haven’t finished checking on the hospitalized patients due to your rudeness. I wish you would learn to listen when I speak instead of cutting me off in midsentence. You’re impatient, inconsiderate, irritating, and irrational with your idiotic remarks.” Cameron: “You forgot irresistible.” Adriana: “No, I didn’t. I don’t see clients until 9:00 AM unless there’s an emergency. For some reason, you led my staff to believe that you had one.” Cameron: “I have an emergency.” Adriana: “Do you know what constitutes as an emergency?” Cameron: “Yes, sweetheart, I do, and—” Adriana: “I’m not finished. At this hospital, an emergency involves one or more animals who require immediate medical attention. Viper’s not with you, so the emergency theory is ruled out. You could have saved yourself some time and everyone else the trouble by using your phone.” Cameron: “You were here early, so you might as well see who was ever here with or without a pet.” Adriana: “How would you feel if your dog wasn’t examined the day after surgery because the doctor was tied up with a selfish client who wouldn’t schedule a consultation?” Cameron: “For all I know, he wasn’t examined after surgery! And for the record, I know what constitutes an emergency. Why do you think I’m here?” Adriana: “To badger us because you haven’t anything better to do.” Cameron: “How do you confuse concern with badgering?” He massaged his forehead.

Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaten, I suggest you find a hobby.” Cameron: “It’s Vrbaston, sweetheart. What type of hobby do you suggest?” Adriana: “Whatever doesn’t involve you being here.” Cameron: “I’m thinking about making you my new hobby.” Adriana: “You also need to see the doctor that did Viper’s surgery and make her your new hobby.” Cameron: “I want you, so deal with it!” Adriana: “You need to soften your attitude. All this tension is giving me a headache.” Cameron: “You first.” He said this as she glared at him. “How’s this for soft? Would you like to be my girlfriend, wife, or significant other? I can call you sweetheart all day.” Adriana: “Never. If you were the last man on earth, I’d become a nun or something.” Cameron: “Never say never.” Adriana: “Never!” Cameron: “Why not? We’re equally matched.” Adriana: “For what, killing each other? We’re nothing alike. I’m not arrogant, cocky, demanding, or pushy. Also, your ducks fly backward because were supposed to be discussing your dog, not your delusional dating ideas.” Cameron: “I get the feeling you don’t like me.” Adriana: “You should go with that feeling.” Cameron: “If it’s women you prefer, I know someone looking for a cute spitfire like you.” Adriana: “I don’t prefer women.”

Cameron: “Then what’s the problem?” Adriana: “I don’t like you. Mr. Vrbaston, I would like to start this crazy morning over, but the damage is already done, so I’ll understand if you leave.” She said this calmly. Cameron: He raised his voice. “Do you think I want to leave?” Adriana: “You’re a Jekyll and Hyde. I want you to leave.” Cameron: “Don’t you feel the need to apologize?” Adriana: “I’ve asked you not to call me sweetheart.” Cameron: “Old habits are hard to break.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, what did you want to discuss?” Cameron: “Viper lost his confidence after surgery. I know this doesn’t excuse my behavior, but I have a lot on my mind between him and work.” Adriana: Who doesn’t? “That’s why you’re out of control?” Cameron: “I rarely lose control or cut people off in midsentence. All reason goes out the window when I’m upset, but this is me at my best.” Adriana: “Get out. I’d hate to see you at your worst.” Cameron: “I was expecting a male doctor. Then you walked in, sexy as hell, and I couldn’t why I was here, which upset me more.” Cameron looked at her, hoping to see some kind of reaction from his sexy comment, but there was none. Adriana continued staring at him with her arms crossed, leaning against the counter. Adriana: “Are you implying that women aren’t capable of holding such an esteemed position?” Cameron: “Sweet—Dr. Bass, I implied no such thing. I wanted a man because I felt he’d be more sympathetic to my dog’s delicate issues.” Adriana: “A woman couldn’t possibly be as understanding? You want a man

because a woman wouldn’t put up with your idiotic issues?” Cameron: “Viper’s equipment is similar to mine, not yours.” Adriana: “You’re comparing your physical anatomy to your dog’s?” Adriana laughed. “This ought to be good. Please tell me what’s obviously different.” Cameron: “Never mind. I can tell there’s no winning with you.” Adriana: I’ve been saved by the male comment. “You’re right. It’s a proven fact that men are more comfortable with each other. I’m sure Dr. Miles will be more than happy to see you.” Cameron: “No, you’ll have to do.” Cameron knew he touched a nerve with that comment, but he didn’t care, at least that’s what he kept telling himself. “I can’t afford to spend the morning here.” Adriana: “I’ll do? What is that supposed to mean? Mr. Vrbaston, if it’s a male doctor you’d prefer, allow me to get him. I aim to please.” She said this jokingly as he stared at her with those gorgeous green eyes. “Mr. Vrbaston, why are you looking at me like that?” Cameron: “Like what?” I love the way she pouts her lips when she frustrated. “Forgive me if I made you uncomfortable. I was trying to choose my next words carefully.” Man, she lights a fire in me that I thought died five years ago. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston. Mr. Vrbaston.” After calling his name two times, he finally looked at her. “You kind of blanked out. Do you need anything?” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I’m fine.” I wonder if she caught me checking her out. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, you’ll be less than fine if you don’t stop calling me sweetheart.” Cameron: “I call everyone sweetheart. You’re the first person to object.” Adriana: “I’m sure others have asked you not to. You probably just ignored them too.” She smiled at him. “Can you explain why you didn’t bring Viper?” Other than what I’m asking would require thinking, and that obviously is something you’re not used to doing.

Cameron: “He’s at home.” He did not even come close to answering her. Adriana: “That much I figured, Einstein. The question was, why didn’t you bring him with you today?” She asked again hoping to receive the proper reply this time. Cameron: “What?” Cameron had a puzzled look on his face. Adriana: “You didn’t understand the question? I want to know why you didn’t bring Viper with you this morning.” Adriana asked this slowly. Cameron: “Please speak to me in a normal pace. Just because I’m from another country doesn’t mean I don’t understand you. I promised Viper I’d speak with you first on his behalf. If he needs to come in later, I’ll bring him.” Adriana: The man isn’t right, making promises to a dog. “Are you going to start barking in code?” Cameron: “I don’t bark, but if you keep it up, I might bite.” Cameron said this playfully. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, there’s nothing I can do for Viper when he’s not here for me to physically examine.” Cameron: “What are you saying?” Adriana: “I need to see Viper.” Cameron: “If I need to bring Viper later, I will after we’ve talked about our concerns!” Adriana: Oh this man is crazy. “What are your t concerns?” Cameron: “You promise not to laugh.” Adriana: He must be joking if he expects me to agree to that. “Do you really think I would laugh at anything that concerns an animal?” Cameron: “Yes.” Adriana: “I’m offended.” She grinned. I’m already laughing at you.

Cameron: “Yeah, you look offended, sweetheart.” Adriana: “Don’t say anything absurd, and I won’t laugh.” She looked at her watch. “I’m giving you ten more minutes, then I really need to check on my other patients.” Cameron: “I need a second to rephrase my question.” Adriana: “If you prefer to write it down, I’m all for that too. You can write whatever it is you want to discuss, seal it in an envelope, and leave it with Amy up front before you leave. I can call you back later with a solution after I’ve read it.” Cameron: “Why are you trying to get rid of me?” Adriana: “Could it be you’re driving me crazy with your incoherent thought pattern? I don’t have all morning to play Guess What I’m Thinking.” Cameron: “I don’t need to write anything down. You’re standing right here!” Adriana: This man needs to let medication become his friend. “Enlighten me while I pull the magic wand out of my ass.” She mumbled this as Cameron raised his eyebrows at her comment. “You heard me again, didn’t you?” Cameron: “I’d like to see the wand trick, sweetheart. Viper misses his, you know?” Adriana: “Can you be more specific?” Adriana wasn’t letting him off easy. “He misses his what? Cameron: “Viper misses his doghood.” Adriana: “Doghood as in puppy years, littermates, paws, and friends? What exactly are you referring to?” She tried her best not to laugh. Cameron: “I caught him licking down south.” Adriana: “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” Adriana placed the chart to her face hoping it would hide her smile. Cameron became irritated with her.

Cameron: “Are you laughing at me, sweetheart?” Adriana: “I’m not laughing with you, at you, for you. Hell, you know what I mean?” She let out a soft snort as Cameron pulled the chart from her face. Cameron: “You’re not being professional.” Cameron turned away from her. “Let me know when it’s safe to turn back around.” Adriana: “It’s safe to turn back around. I have my laughter under control.” Adriana wiped the tears from her eyes. “I needed that after the way my day started.” Cameron: “Are you referring to me?” Adriana: “Not entirely, but you’re a big part of it. So what’s really wrong with Viper? Would you sum it up? I have other patients to check on.” Cameron: “He’s red down south.” Adriana: “They have qualified veterinarians down south, even the deepest part.” Cameron: “Viper’s surgery area. Don’t you use that term here?” Adriana: “I’ve never heard that term used for animals.” She laughed. Cameron: “Adriana, please allow me to finish before you start laughing again.” Adriana: So he does know my name. “Continue.” Cameron: “Viper is looking for his testicle. That’s why he keeps licking himself.” Adriana: “Sure he is…not. However, I could be wrong.” She said this with a straight face. Cameron: “That’s what I’m trying to tell you.” He did not pick up on her sarcasm. “You’ve been trained to assume they think nothing, but I know better.” Adriana: “Viper told you. I got that the first time.” Cameron: “Are implying my dog isn’t experiencing some type of pain?”

Adriana: “I doubt it compares to the pain you’re putting me through right now.” Cameron” “Are you insinuating my dog’s not in pain?” Adriana: “I can’t tell you anything about your dog. He’s not here. But if I was to venture a guess, I would say his licking’s due to discomfort, pain, irritation, owner.” She coughed. Cameron: “Sweetheart, my dog isn’t licking due to discomfort, pain…did you say owner? You think I hurt my dog?” Adriana: “Not intentionally.” Cameron nervously ran his hands through his hair. Cameron: “Viper wants his special friends back. I assumed he’d be all right onehalf a dog. I was wrong.” Adriana: “Viper’s a poodle-Yorkie cross. He was born half a dog. I really don’t know what you expect me to do.” Cameron: “I expect you to give Viper his courage back!” Adriana: “Short of a new owner, how do you suggest I do that?” Cameron: “I don’t know, but…did you say a new owner? I expect you to do whatever it takes!” Adriana: “Whatever, Doctor. You know Viper better than me.” Cameron: “I happen to be an excellent doctor. I do know my dog better than you.” Adriana: “You’re a doctor as in…” Cameron: “Human.” Adriana: “Kind of young, aren’t you?” Cameron: “I’m older than I look.” Adriana: “I see.” Adriana pointed at his head. “You have a gray strand. Want me to pull it out?”

Cameron: “I don’t have gray hair. I’m not that old or stressed out.” Adriana: “The people you work on, are they alive?” Cameron: “Yes. What do you think I work on?” Adriana: “Cadavers.” Cameron: “Why on earth would you think that?” Adriana: “I figured it went with your dry personality, rude behavior, and coldness. What kind of doctor are you?” Cameron: “A good one. Can we finish discussing my dog?” Adriana: “Sure.” Adriana paused. “I’d never guess you’re a doctor.” Cameron: “Why?” He asked this with genuine interest. Adriana: “You’re overly aggressive. You think you’re right, and everyone else is wrong. You don’t have much in the patience department. You’re cocky and overbearing, and your attitude doesn’t display a warm bedside manner. You’ve proved anything’s possible, Doctor.” Cameron looked at her in total disbelief. Cameron: “Can we get back to my dog?” Cameron was aggravated with her. “Why wasn’t Viper neutered like a man? The doctor left him no dignity in the form of manhood.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher did the surgery. She can answer that question for you.” Adriana swallowed back a giggle. “Sorry, I felt a hiccup coming on. Let’s view Viper’s chart.” Adriana removed the muzzles and emasculators from the counter before laying Viper’s chart on the exam table. “Let’s see what Dr. Butcher wrote in the chart. My, my, my. Did you see what she wrote here?” Cameron: “Do I want to know what ‘My, my, my’ means?” Adriana: “I believe you do. It states Viper has four legs and a small tail. I’m guessing that’s correct, although Viper’s not here for me to confirm it.” Cameron: “Get to the ‘my, my, my’ part.”

Adriana: “Someone put Viper down as a canine. Under breed, it states Yorkiepoo. Is it okay to leave his breed as a Yorkie-poo, or should I change it?” Cameron: “I know what Viper is.” Adriana: She noticed the anger brewing in his eyes. “Interesting?” Cameron: “What?” Adriana: “I shouldn’t say it. It might offend you.” She pointed to the right corner of the chart. Cameron: “Just say it.” Adriana: “It says Viper’s overweight and needs to be placed on a reduced diet.” Cameron: “Viper’s weight is just fine. He eats what I eat.” Adriana: “I suggest you take up eating dog food because that’s what he’s going to be eating, Doctor!” Cameron: “Woman, you are defecting from the real issue. I wasn’t prepared for him to be sliced and diced. His testicles would still be intact, protecting his dignity, had the doctor performed a vasectomy!” He raised his voice. “You people mislead clients about that type of surgery.” Adriana: “Check the derogatory comment. As for your other asinine statement, we’ve never misled anyone about any type of surgery performed here. As for testicles, are you talking about him or you?” Cameron: “Him. I have a pair! I’ll gladly prove otherwise if my word isn’t enough.” Adriana: “I’m sure you have something compared to what your little dog lost.” Cameron: “What I have can’t be compared to what my dog lost.” Adriana: “I understand. You’re feeling guilty for neutering Viper. You did it because he was bigger than you.” Cameron: Cameron began unzipping his pants. He had it with her comments.

“Allow me to prove otherwise.” Adriana: “I don’t have time to find a magnifying glass.” Cameron: “You won’t need one.” Cameron grabbed his pants and began to push them down, revealing black Speedos to go with his all-black attire. Adriana: “I believe you.” She giggled, turning her back toward him. “But you left the door open.” Cameron: “I never touched the door!” Adriana: “Keep your voice down and pants up.” She was bashful. “If you didn’t understand Vipers procedure, you should have asked. You know how important questions are before surgery, Doctor.” Cameron: “Viper’s pain is your fault. You’re the owner. You’re required to shoulder the blame.” Adriana: “That’s what being an owner means?” Adriana asked this sarcastically. Cameron: “Yes. What do you plan to do about it?” Adriana: “Nothing.” Cameron: “What do you mean nothing? Adriana: “Mr. Vrbastard, you should have brought Viper in when you realized the problem. Now you’re looking for someone to blame because you neglected him! Don’t use me to cover your guilty feelings because you’re jealous of your dog.” Cameron: “I have nothing to feel guilty about, and I’ve never been jealous of my dog.” Adriana: “Okay, let’s pretend I’m wrong.” Adriana said this hoping he’d move along. Cameron: “You’re wrong about everything that came out your mouth!” Adriana: “Well, I know Viper hasn’t thought twice about his testicles. You

neutered him because you’re crazy.” Cameron: “Adriana, are you trying to piss me off?” Cameron said this heatedly as he backed her into the counter. “If my fuse is short, it’s because of your flipped accusations and mistreatment of my dog.” Adriana: “Your sister refused his e-collar, medications, and postsurgery exam. If there was a problem, one of you should have brought him in for a post-op exam.” Adriana stated this while moving away from him. Cameron: “You’re blaming my sister for Viper’s pain?” Adriana: “No, just you.” Cameron glared at her. “How’s Viper otherwise?” Cameron: “What do you mean?” Adriana: She looked down. What does he think I mean? “Is he eating food, drinking water, doing one more than the other, or both?” Cameron: “What else would he drink? Would I be here if he was eating?” Adriana looked at him with pure disgust. “The answer is yes to water, no to food. Viper’s turned into a wimpy dog. I know what you can do to rectify this problem.” Adriana: “If it involves neutering you, count me in.” Cameron: He smirked at her comment. “Implants.” Adriana: “Implants?” Cameron: “I don’t care what it costs as long as they look and feel real.” Adriana: “To who, you?” Cameron: “Viper. He’s having a huge social with Bark & Paws next month. I won’t have him seen incomplete by the other dogs. So when can we schedule surgery? I will be assisting you.” Adriana: “Never. Implants for a dog? You’ve lost your mind.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I thought you wanted to give Viper back his dignity?”

Adriana: “Stop calling me that.” Adriana rubbed her head. “The answer isn’t no, it’s hell no!” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I was only suggesting.” He was enjoying the ping-pong match.” Adriana: “You have taken up enough of my time. I suggest you go someplace else. That surgery will never be performed in my hospital for any reason!” Cameron: “Sweetheart, my checkbook’s open. You can make a pretty profit to cover your cost. It’s a small request when you think of Viper’s size.” Adriana: “I don’t care about the cost or profit.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, tell Big Daddy how you feel. I can take anything you throw my way.” Adriana: Big Daddy? We’ll see about that. “I think your request is ridiculous. Did I say ridiculous? I meant brainless, but I should expect that from an egotistical, pompous jackass like you.” Cameron: “I’m a ridiculous, brainless, egotistical, pompous jackass. That’s harsh.” Cameron pretended to be hurt. “I can’t take it after all.” Adriana: “You need help.” She said this heatedly as he laughed. “This isn’t a laughing matter. I won’t risk my reputation to satisfy your overinflated ego because you miss Viper’s testicles.” Cameron: “I wasn’t aware that I was overinflated.” Adriana: “Why are you still here?” Cameron: “Adriana have you ever grasped why men and male dogs have so much in common?” Cameron sat down as Adriana looked at her watch. It was nine twenty-five. Adriana: He better not get comfortable after taking over an hour of my time. Where is Jaxkey? Why is this happening? Just ask the stupid question. “How are you and dogs alike?”

Cameron: “We’re territorial, brave, protective, trustworthy, and most of all, faithful.” Adriana: “Only after being neutered.” Cameron cut his eyes at her comment. Cameron: “We’re always in charge. Like the alpha wolf, we’re the head of the human pack. Me, man, and you, woman.” He chuckled. Adriana: “That’s the best you’ve got, me, Tarzan, and you, Jane? Everyone knows the female species runs things. That’s with the alpha pack and lions.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, we’re talking about dogs, not cats.” Adriana: “The female wolf hunts while the male watches the pups. Female animals have the male trained well. I guess we could learn from them.” Cameron: “You’re saying they let the male think otherwise so it won’t bruise his pride.” Adriana: “Females enjoy stroking little egos. If they didn’t, nothing would ever get done.” Cameron: “Whatever you say, sweetheart, but I know both species spend quality time in bed.” He said this in a husky tone. Adriana: “So you it most men prefer to do nothing while the woman works, takes care of the young, and provides for the family. It’s a good thing the male dog doesn’t know how to gamble, lie, cheat, or stand around drinking beer with the boys while listening to country music, jazz, or blues.” Cameron: “I don’t gamble, lie, cheat, or drink. How about this? We know good breeding stock when we see it.” Adriana: “You’re saying women are only good for reproduction?” Cameron: “With the right mate, yes.” Adriana: “The way technology is nowadays, a woman or a dog never has to look, sleep, or think of a male to get pregnant. They can visit the local sperm bank.”

Cameron: “Dogs don’t visit sperm banks.” Adriana: “Dogs can have chosen donor picked for them via Internet or the doggy magazine. Speaking of magazines, isn’t that what they use at the sperm bank to get a deposit from you strong alpha men? It takes the average man a couple of minutes. Then presto, the little guys arrive safely in a cup, ready for secret purchase. No ring, no strings, no child thing.” She giggled. “That should make men like you happy, knowing you can deposit without paying. Stray dogs are like that too. They use the female to satisfy a need, and then he’s gone, never to be seen again, while she’s stuck raising a litter by herself.” Cameron shook his head. Cameron: “Forget I brought the subject up.” Adriana: “No, I’m starting to enjoy our conversation. I can’t wait to hear how women and dogs relate.” Cameron: “You have more in common with cats.” Adriana: “Domestic or exotic?” Cameron: “All of them with that whining, biting, scratching, and screaming you do. You also like to cover things up. Cats use litter boxes, women wear makeup.” Adriana: “Cover things up…litter boxes and make up.” Cameron: “Just like cats, women are sneaky, conniving, and pushy. Your claws are always out, ready to rip the hardworking male apart.” He smiled as she stared at him. Adriana: “Allow me to give you a crash course on why animals prefer their female owner over the male. We’re soft-spoken, sweet, and sincere. We enjoy spending quality time with them without becoming overly obsessive, selfcentered, and uncaring. Not all men are, but there are a large number who can’t be loyal through the good and bad times or understand what unconditional love means. Men relate more to the octopus.” Cameron: “Octopus? This ought to be good.” Adriana: “Oh, it is. Men are slick, slimy, and shifty, and let’s not forget grabby.

Dogs don’t cheat, then it off as a misunderstanding or a moment of weakness.” She said this while thinking back to her relationship with Berry. “Octopuses don’t care who they’re with.” Cameron: “I’m nothing like an octopus. You won’t have to worry about my hands on anyone but you. Do you really believe all men are slimy, shifty, untrustworthy cheaters?” Adriana: “Not all men, but some.” Cameron: He could tell she was reliving some awful moment in her past. “Who was the guy that left you wounded?” Adriana: “No one important. I was just pointing things out for you.” Cameron: “I’m a great listener if you want to talk.” Adriana: What is the deal with this guy? “Are you a psychologist?” Cameron: “I’ll be anything you need if it will help you talk about your dislike for men.” Adriana: “I don’t dislike men, just you. How does your wife feel about your Tarzan analogy?” Cameron: “I’m not married.” Adriana: “What does your girlfriend think?” Cameron: “Don’t have one of those either.” Adriana: “You’re gay?” I shouldn’t have asked that out loud. Cameron: “Did you just ask if I was gay?” Adriana: “I said engaged.” Cameron: “I know where your staff learned their quick comebacks.” Adriana: “Was someone rude to you?”

Cameron: “Just you.” Cameron promised Amy that he wouldn’t mention what happened earlier. “What makes you think I’m gay?” Adriana: Is this a trick question? “I don’t think you’re gay.” Cameron: “Then why did you ask?”

Where is Jaxkey? Adriana was about to side step around the question when someone knocked on the door. Jaxkey was on the other side of the door.

Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, sorry to interrupt your stimulating conversation, but your nine fifteen appointment has been here for forty minutes. Corn-beef needs a nail trim, anal glands expressed, and ears cleaned. Also, Mr. Capon is up front. Sally’s had two seizures this morning. He refuses to let anyone other than you examine her. So while you’re in here killing time, he’s up front freaking out.” Adriana: “See if he’ll let you take her to treatment” Jaxkey: “I just told you he’s not letting that dog go anywhere without you present, so wrap it up.” Jaxkey looked over at Cameron. “You’re not the only one with needs.” Adriana: “Jaxkey!” Jaxkey: “I’m just saying.” Cameron: “Jaxkey’s right. Thank you for seeing me on short notice.” Cameron walked toward the other door to leave. I wonder if she’ll think about me later without using four-letter words. Not likely, not with my crazy first impression, he thought as he proceeded to walk out the door. Adriana noticed Cameron leaving. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, drop Viper off tomorrow.” Cameron: “What time would you like us here?”

Adriana: “Eight thirty for Viper. Stop at the front desk so Amy can put Viper on the books.” Cameron: “What are you going to cost me?” Great, now I sound like her. “I don’t want to hold you up. We’ll talk cost tomorrow.” Cameron stopped by the front desk and apologized to Amy again before leaving. At first, she wasn’t sure if he was being sincere until he kissed her hand. (What did Dr. Bass do to Mr. Vrbaston?) She accepted his apology, made Viper’s appointment, then handed him Dr. Bass’s business card after writing her home and cell number on it. Cameron looked at her. Cameron: “Will you get in trouble for giving me her private numbers?” Amy: “No more than usual. Just don’t tell her how you got the phone numbers.” Amy winked at him. Cameron: “Okay. I hope the rest of your day goes better than this morning.” He said this before leaving.

The Change in Mr. Vrbaston

Amy rushed into the treatment area after Mr. Vrbaston left. She needed to find out exactly what Dr. Bass said to make him do a complete 180. She found Dr. Bass lying on the treatment table with Jaxkey and Kris standing next to her, giggling.

Amy: “Dr. Bass, are you all right?” Jaxkey: “She’s ready for happy hour.” Amy: “Dr. Bass doesn’t drink.” Amy smiled. Kris: “After today, that, too, will change.” Kris laughed. Adriana: “No, it won’t.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, if you told them anything, you’ll have to start from the beginning.” Adriana: “Amy, I haven’t said anything yet. I haven’t recovered from dealing with Mr. Vrbaston. I’m not sure if I’m coming or going.” Kris: “What did you say to make Mr. Vrbaston apologized for being a jerk? He kissed my hand and wished me a smoother day.” Amy said this in total disbelief. “I’m still reeling over it all.” Adriana: “That was big of him.” Jaxkey: “Amy, wash your hands off before the poison from his mouth seeps through your skin, causing you to go into shock.” Kris: “You’re jealous because he didn’t kiss your hand.” Jaxkey: I don’t want his lips anywhere near me.”

Amy and Kris: “Liar.” Jaxkey: “Believe what you want. He’s not all that.” Amy: “Whatever! Dr. Bass, you can’t leave us wondering.” Adriana: “That man made me want something stronger than my coffee-a-latte.” Jaxkey: “That voodoo yuk didn’t calm your nerves, mon?” Jaxkey said this mockingly with a Jamaican accent. “Tell Mama Jaxkey what she can get for you.” Adriana: “Mama Jaxkey can’t get me anything. Big Daddy’s worn me out.” Jaxkey: “Big Daddy? What really happened in there?” Adriana: “Nothing Advil and coffee won’t cure.” Adriana laughed.

Dr. Bass and Dr. Butcher Square Off

Dr. Butcher: “Hey, I could hear you all laughing from surgery. What’s up?” Adriana: “Apparently, I’m the highlight of the day.” Amy: “More like the month.” Amy laughed. Dr. Butcher: “What did I miss?” Adriana: “Not much. I was saying how Mr. Vrbaston made me want something stronger than coffee.” Dr. Butcher: “If you’re talking sensual, I agree. I caught a glimpse of Mr. Vrbaston as he was leaving. He’d make a fantastic bed warmer. I’d love to run my hands all over him.” Adriana: “I was thinking how if I could put my hands on his—” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you were in there long enough to put your hands around everything the man owns.” Jaxkey said this jokingly as Adriana glared at her. Dr. Butcher: “Put your hands where?” Dr. Butcher asked this anxiously. Adriana: “His arrogant, egotistical, overbearing, brainless neck.” Dr. Butcher: “Ouch, that’s not what I thought you had in mind. I’m disappointed. Dr. Bass, didn’t you enjoy talking to him?” Adriana: “No, we went around the world and back again discussing Viper’s pain, loss of doghood, and how men relate better to dogs. We women relate more to cats with our screaming, scratching, biting, and conniving ways. I also learned that a litter box has the same purpose as makeup for women.” Dr. Butcher: “How does that work, let alone make sense?” Adriana: “It doesn’t. The man’s crazy.”

Jaxkey: “What did he think about the visual aids?” Adriana: “He became cooperative after I pointed out the functional use of the emasculators. I told him I could use it on him if the need arose. It was rewarding in the end.” Amy: “He’ll think twice before upsetting you again.” Adriana: “Let’s hope so. I don’t want a repeat of that.” Dr. Butcher: “Would you mind sharing Viper’s problem?” Dr. Butcher was concerned something might have gone wrong after surgery. “Mr. Vrbaston should’ve seen me. I’m the one who performed the surgery. I should have addressed his concerns.” Adriana: “I agree, but—” Dr. Butcher cut her off. What is with people cutting me off today? Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, you should have sent someone to get me.” She huffed, placing her hands on her hips. “I don’t appreciate you trying to handle my cases!” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher, he requested not to see you.” Adriana slid off the counter and headed toward the breakroom with an irritable Dr. Butcher on her heels. Dr. Butcher: “Why? What did you tell him about me?” Adriana: “I assured him the surgery was routine even with the scrotal ablation I asked you to stop doing here at my practice. I suggest you drop it now.” Dr. Butcher: “I will not drop it when you keep making a habit out of stealing my clients!” She stated this as Adriana stared quietly at her. “Would you drop it if I did the same thing to you?”

Stealing? She did not just accuse me of stealing her clients. Oh, she better watch herself. Otherwise, it’ll be more than clients she’ll have to worry about losing, Adriana thought.

Jaxkey: She picked up on Dr. Bass’s quietness and knew it was time to step in before Dr. Butcher forced her to say something she didn’t mean and become short one doctor. “So, Dr. Bass, did Dr. Fine ignite the flame in your workaholic body?” Adriana: “What are you talking about?” Jaxkey: “Quit fronting. You like him.” Adriana: “What does fronting mean again?” Jaxkey: “Stop pretending you don’t like him when you do.” Dr. Butcher: “She liked him enough to steal him from me.” Dr. Butcher interjected while everyone stared at her. “She was in the room with him forever, alone doing who knows what.” Adriana refused to acknowledge Dr. Butcher’s comment. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you have a lot more in common with him than you realize.” Adriana: “Please. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and I have nothing in common.” Jaxkey: “Keep telling yourself that. One day, you might believe it.” Adriana: “I wanted to choke him. How does that translate into like?” Jaxkey: “Dr. Crazy Fine is Dr. Right For You.” Kris: “I agree with Jaxkey. He’s you in the male form.” Adriana: “Kris, you think I’m crazy, egotistical, self-centered, overbearing, and obsessive?” Dr. Butcher: “Technically, all those words mean the same.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher, I wasn’t speaking to you. Kris, are you going to answer me?” Kris: “No, no, no, sometimes, and never.”

Jaxkey: “Two props for my girl.” Jaxkey slapped her hand. “That’s right, keep it short and real.” Adriana was confused by her answer and Jaxkey’s response. Kris: “There have been times when you’re overbearing, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you, so why can’t he? Plus, he’s single like you.” Adriana: “Kris, I’m holding out for Mr. Right. He’s definitely Mr. Wrong.” Amy: “Dr. Bass, don’t count him out yet. He did apologize. And he is handsome.” Adriana: “Have you all forgotten your encounters earlier? The man’s a Roman candle going off in different directions. That’s why he’s single. No woman wants to put up with his issues or his weird attachment to his dog, Viper.” Dr. Butcher: “I’d put up with him.” Everyone stared crossly at her. Adriana: “You’re welcome to him.” Kris started to say something until Jaxkey cut her off. Jaxkey: “Don’t say anything else. She likes him. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have spent over an hour in the room with him.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, that man is not worth the time I wasted.” Jaxkey: “Please. You know Mr. Vrbaston has to be good for something. He has a dog.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, you’re also welcome to date him.” Jaxkey: “Can’t. We haven’t a thing in common.” Adriana: “I could find something.” Jaxkey: “Don’t bother. I’m holding out for a singer like Kevin Weldon. He’s got to be fat to get with me, know what I’m saying?” Adriana: “No, Jaxkey, I rarely know what you’re talking about.” Jaxkey: “Am I that difficult to understand?”

Adriana: “Yes. When you leave that street talk in the streets, I can understand you.” Adriana hugged her. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you said, ‘I’m looking for a man that understands the medical profession, loves animals, and isn’t intimidated by a successful woman.’ Mr. Fine is all of that.” Adriana: “Don’t you people forget anything? That was said during a moment of weakness. That doesn’t mean I want to date someone that is obsessive about his dog. And just because the man is a doctor doesn’t make him the right man for me. He might be right for Dr. Butcher.” Dr. Butcher: “Now you’re playing my song.” Jaxkey: “The man has a dog.” Adriana: “Small dog. You know what they say about that? A good-looking man with a little dog to hide his little—” Amy: “We don’t need to go there. Thinking about Mr. Vrbaston like that would be a total letdown.” Dr. Butcher: “Yeah, don’t ruin our ogling over Mr. Vrbaston. Just because you don’t appreciate a good-looking man doesn’t mean we can’t.” Adriana: “You girls want me to break the client-dating rule.” The girls all answered yes with the exception of Dr. Butcher. Dr. Butcher: “I don’t. I can’t date a client. Neither should you. Rules are in place for a reason. Just because you own the place doesn’t mean you get to ignore them.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Butcher, you’re bugging. Dr. Fine isn’t a regular client. He’s a medical professional who happens to be feeling Dr. Bass the same way she’s feeling him. You’re jealous she scoped him out before you. You need to step off.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher, did you understand any of that?” Dr. Butcher: “I can’t say that I did.”

Adriana: “I haven’t a clue to what ‘scoped him’ means, but I’m sure there was none of that going on.” Adriana laughed. “For the record, I never felt the man. I jabbed him on the chest.” Dr. Butcher: “I’m still stuck on ‘step off’ and ‘bugging.’” Dr. Butcher laughed. “What am I supposed to step off of? And someone please check me over for bugs.” Everyone continued laughing.

The Home Phone Call, 7:30 PM

Adriana had just set her purse on the table when the phone rang. She looked at her watch and noticed the time. It was seven thirty. I wonder who it could be. Jaxkey and the girls were headed to Club Spice for dinner and dancing, so it couldn’t be them. My parents are in Mexico, so it’s not them, she thought as the phone continued to ring. Whoever it is, is really impatient.

Adriana: “Hello!” Adriana cringed after recognizing the accent on the other end. “Mr. Vrbastard?” How did he get my number? Cameron: “It’s Vrbaston. Adriana, did I call at a bad time?” Adriana: Anytime you call is a bad time. “How did you get my number?” Cameron: “Whitepages.” Adriana: “My number isn’t listed or available. Try again” Cameron: “So you wouldn’t fall for the Internet excuse either, huh?” Adriana: “Correct.” Cameron: “I found it on the floor as I was leaving today.” Adriana: “Not buying that either.” Cameron: “Okay. It was given to me by mistake.” Adriana: “Amy gave you my phone number?” Cameron: “I’ll say no if it’ll keep you from being upset with her.”

Adriana: “You’re worried about my staff’s feelings?” Mental note: fire Amy. Cameron: “Amy’s a nice girl. I’m sure she meant to give your card to someone else instead of me. Anyway, I wanted to apologize for my explosive behavior earlier, sweetheart. Plus, you never said how much tomorrow’s visit would set me back.” Adriana: A lot if you don’t stop calling me sweetheart. “I’ll charge you for medication.” Cameron: “You expect me to pay for medication?” Adriana: “I didn’t leave your dog home alone in pain.” Cameron: “You’re still upset. I’ll let you go unwind and think about me because there’s no way I’m going to forget about you. Maybe you’ll be more receptive in the morning.” Adriana: Don’t count on it. “Maybe.” Cameron: “You did say come at eight o’clock.” He asked to test if she was paying attention. Adriana: “Eight thirty. I’ll see Viper tomorrow.” Cameron: “I can take a hint. You don’t want to talk to me.” Adriana: “The only thing I want to do is take a bath.” Cameron: “That sounds like a plan. When should I come over?” Adriana: “Good night, Mr. Vrbaston.” Cameron: “Good night.” Cameron couldn’t stop thinking about Adriana. She was everything he wanted in a woman—professional, sassy, and she was not afraid to stand her ground. Oh, I am in for a very long night.

7:20 AM, Tuesday

After the bizarre day Adriana experienced yesterday, she decided to forego her Tae Bo class and park next to the dumpster. I don’t need a repeat performance of yesterday with someone else today. Jaxkey was nowhere to be found, so she cautiously entered the building. After checking all the hospitalized animals, she headed to the breakroom for a welldeserved cup of coffee-a-latte. Ah, I finally get to drink you in peace. Adriana had just taken her second sip of coffee when Kris rushed into the breakroom panic-stricken. Now what!

Kris: “Dr. Bass, I’m so glad you’re here.” Adriana: “I’m not here yet, so go back to whatever it is you were doing. I want to drink my friend here in peace.” Adriana said this with a straight face. Kris: “Dr. Bass, I came back here for a reason.” Adriana: “I know. That’s why I want you to go away.” Kris: “Your eight thirty appointment wants to see you now before dropping his pet off.” Adriana: “Kris, it’s seven forty-five.” Kris: “I know what time it is. It still doesn’t change the facts. You’ve been requested.” Adriana: “Why do we bother making appointments for clients if they are going to show up whenever they want to?” Kris: “Dr. Bass, we’re a walk-in hospital. People are bound to show up whenever they want.”

Adriana: “Don’t remind me of that when I’m venting. Who is it?” Kris. “Guess.” Adriana: “I don’t have time for guessing games.” Kris: “It’s Mr. Vrbaston. Amy put him in room 6 again.” Adriana: “He was supposed to drop Viper off. Tell him I hadn’t made it in yet. I need to finish my coffee-a-latte.” Kris: “I can’t believe you expect me to lie to that man after what happened yesterday.” Adriana: “I do. That was yesterday, and today’s a new day.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, you implemented the three Cs policy for all clients. He comes before your morning cup of yuk.” Kris giggled. “Show your future husband a little comion.” Adriana: “Great, all hope of drinking you in peace went from sweet to bitter in the blink of an eye.” Adriana reluctantly placed the cup in the sink, pulled her lab coat off the chair, and headed toward room 6. “Kris, don’t refer to Mr. Vrbaston as my future anything, and I’ll gladly show him some comion right after I put my foot up his hardheaded butt.” Kris: “A nice butt it is.”

Exam Room 6

Cameron: “Morning sweet—Adriana.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, where is Viper?” Cameron: “In the car.” Adriana stared at his mouth. I bet the man can kiss. Cameron waved his hand in front of her face. “Adriana, are you all right?” She looked at him, wondering if there was any sign of drool on her mouth. Adriana: “Ye-yes.” Cameron grinned at her. Cameron: “I’ll be right back.” Cameron returned a few minutes later with a very small Yorkie-poo. When Adriana reached forward to pick him up, the cute Yorkie-poo turned into a piranha from hell. Adriana: “Clearly, you’re like your owner—snappy.” Adriana said this softly as Viper growled. Cameron: “I beg your pardon?” Adriana: I need to that man’s usual hearing. “Slow down, little guy. I’m not going to hurt you.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, what can I do to help?” Adriana: “You can start by not calling me sweetheart. And hold the little piranha still.” Cameron cocked his head at her piranha comment. Cameron: “Piranha? I’d hate to think what you call me when I’m not in the room.” Adriana: Several things. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have called Viper that.” Cameron: “You expect me to believe you’re sorry?” Adriana: “Maybe.”

Adriana kneeled down in front of Cameron to get a better look at Viper’s incision. The only thing she got for her efforts was a squirmy dog that nervously urinated on her hand every time she tried to touch him. Just when Adriana was about to recruit additional help, Cameron started sweet-talking to his dog. The more he talked, the calmer Viper became. Adriana watched Viper transform from piranha to precious.

Adriana: There is something that enjoys the sound of his voice. “If you spoke to me like that, I’d allow you to rub my back too.” Adriana said this softly, not realizing Cameron overheard her again. Cameron: “Adriana, I’ll do the same for you after I’m finished with Viper.” Adriana: “Come again?” Ugh, I forgot about his bionic ears. Cameron: “You mentioned something about a back rub followed by sweet talk.” Adriana: “Just hold Viper upright so I can get a better look at the incision.” Cameron: “Sure.”

Infection from Hell

How could he not notice the redness, pus, and that smell? Adriana tugged on his skin; it took six seconds to come back down. Great, I have to deal with a dehydrated, smelly piranha with the infection from hell who’s stuck with a cheap owner.

Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, Viper is dehydrated, and his incision area is irritated, infected, and swollen. I’d like to keep him for a few days on—”

Cameron: “Not happening! Whatever he needs, do it in a day.” Adriana: “Viper needs IV fluids and injectable antibiotics along with wound treatment. That can’t be fixed in a day.” Cameron: “You didn’t get a good look the first time.” Cameron lifted Viper again for her. “Look at him now.” Adriana: “You’re a doctor. Why didn’t you look?” Cameron: He ignored her comment. “How does it look now?” Adriana: “The same. Viper’s foul-smelling discharge resembles pus, infection. The reddish-purple coloring around his skin resembles bruising, and the dehydration isn’t working for him either. You know that means fluid loss, right?” Cameron: “It could be discoloration from iodine.” Adriana: “I stand by my first diagnosis.” Cameron: “Are you making things up to get more money?” Adriana: “Look at your dog’s incision. You’ll see what I see. Unless I’m expecting too much from a human doctor.” Cameron: He didn’t like her comment, but he looked at Viper’s incision area. After realizing Viper had a serious problem, he was going to make Adriana hold up to their agreement yesterday. “Do you what you said yesterday concerning Viper?” Adriana: “I said a lot of things yesterday. Refresh my memory.” Cameron: “You said you wouldn’t charge me for Viper’s post-op visit.” Adriana: “I said I wouldn’t charge you for anything other than medication, but if it’s going to break you paying for medication, we can work out some other form of payment.” Cameron: “What type of payment are we talking about?” Adriana: “Not the type floating around in that head of yours. Speaking of

agreements, you agreed to drop Viper off, not stay. You also agreed to let me—” Cameron cut her off again. Cameron: “I didn’t expect you to really charge me for medication, let alone keep him for a few days seeing how you caused his undue suffering.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, you allowed Viper to lick his incision area until it was ridiculously red, raw, and infected because your sister refused to follow Dr. Butcher’s post-op instructions.” Cameron: “I don’t believe Viper licked himself or my sister refused to follow post-op instructions.” Adriana: “Viper was supposed to go home with medication, e-collar, and a postop exam three and ten days after surgery. She signed his release stating you were taking care of him. Apparently, your sister refused due to lack of funds.” Adriana said this sarcastically while looking him up and down. Cameron: “My suit is Italian silk, my tie costs five hundred dollars, my shoes are alligator, and the watch I’m wearing is a limited edition diamond-cut platinum Rolex. Do I appear to be short on funds?” Adriana: “Looks can be deceiving. Lots of people go through life as pretenders.” Cameron: “Pretender? My dog didn’t lick himself. He has manners!” Adriana: “Then you licked it for him! Either way, it’s infected” Cameron: “Woman, what’s the matter with you?” Adriana: “Yesterday, you stated he licks himself all the time because he’s searching for his doghood. Today, you say he has better manners, which leads me to believe you did it for him.” Cameron: “How was I to know he’d lick himself all the time?” Adriana: “Why do you think the e-collar was recommended? Why did Viper lick himself?” Cameron: “Why?”

Adriana: “Because he can. You’d probably do the same if you could.” Cameron: “Fascinating!” Cameron took his wallet out. “Sweetheart, I’ll pay for the medication, fluids, antibiotics, and whatever else you feel the need to charge me for.” Adriana: “Can I charge you for annoying me?” Cameron: Cameron put his wallet back and pulled out his checkbook. “How much will that be?” Adriana: “You don’t have enough to pay the figure that comes to mind.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, throw out any amount. I can pay it.” Amy entered the exam room before she could respond to his last statement. Amy: “Dr. Bass, Mr. Robenson’s here with Ginger. Jaxkey put him in room 4.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, we need to wrap this up. I need to check another patient.” Cameron: “Mr. Robenson will wait until we’re finished.” Adriana: “We are finished.” Cameron: “No. I had to wait yesterday. They can wait today! Fair is fair.” Adriana: “I knew you’d say that.” Adriana calmly walked out the room with Cameron following so closely behind she could feel his warm breath on her neck. “Mr. Vrbaston, you can drop Viper off or wait in the room until I return.” Cameron: “We’re coming with you.” Adriana: “You need to develop the skill of listening, along with some patience.” Cameron: “I have very little patience, and I listen. I just don’t trust you to come back. Therefore, I’m coming with you. Deal with it!” Adriana: “You can’t.” She protested as he walked past her to room 4.

What’s a Woman to Do?

Adriana was overwhelmed by a horrific smell upon entering the room. She looked back at Cameron. He wrinkled his nose, indicating he’d smelled it too. That’ll teach you to follow me. Connie entered the room a few minutes later, not hiding the urge to gag. She leaned against the door for a quick retreat.

Adriana: “Mr. Robenson, how are you doing this morning?” Adriana tried her best to ignore the horrific smell and the gagging sound Connie was making. Mr. Robenson: “I’m not here about me. The question should be about Ginger.”

Great, another pain in the butt. Just once, I would like to have a normal week. Her thought was interrupted when she heard Cameron speak. Oh, he is not going to start bulling my clients too.

Cameron: “Mr. Robenson, why are you here?” Cameron asked this impatiently as he stepped behind Adriana. She wanted to kick him for his rude comment; instead, she reached behind her back, pinching him hard on the arm. “Ouch!” Cameron rubbed his arm. “Why did you do that?” Adriana: “You know why. Mr. Robenson, please continue.” Mr. Robenson: “Like I said, I’m here because of Ginger.” He said this as Adriana stared silently, willing him to carry on about Ginger, but he didn’t; he just stood there playing with his cap. Adriana: “Mr. Robenson, what is Ginger doing?” Before he could answer her, Cameron opened his big mouth again. Cameron: “Where is that smell coming from?” He walked behind Mr. Robenson

to see if it was coming from Ginger, but he didn’t see the dog. “I really hope that smell isn’t coming from you.” Adriana: “Dr. Vrbaston, wait outside with Viper.” Adriana said this through clenched teeth. Cameron: “Dr. Bass, we’re fine here with that retched smell.” He whispered this as she sighed. Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Bass, it’s comforting knowing Dr. Vrbaston is here in case I need a second opinion.” Adriana: Second opinion from Cameron? Please. “Dr. Vrbaston doesn’t need to stay.” She wanted him out of the room before his mouth ran so far ahead of his mind that there was no way it could possibly catch up. “Besides, Dr. Vrbaston isn’t an animal doctor.” Adriana stated this hoping Mr. Robenson would change his mind about Cameron staying in the room. Mr. Robenson: “What kind of doctor are you, son?” Adriana: Son? What is wrong with this man? “Mr. Robenson, it doesn’t matter. Dr.—Mr. Vrbaston won’t be working on Ginger.” Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Bass, please allow Dr. Vrbaston to answer my question.” Cameron: “Human.” Mr. Robenson: “I’ll be. Ginger’s never seen one of you before.” Mr. Robenson reached forward to shake Cameron’s hand, but he didn’t extend his back. “I sure appreciate you staying to help the little lady with my Ginger.” Adriana: There has to be a full moon out tonight. This man is calling Dr. Rude son, and he wants his opinion about his dog. “Dr. Vrbaston, Connie will take Viper to the back.” Cameron handed Viper to Connie. “Mr. Robenson, tell me about Ginger.” Mr. Robenson: “My wife thinks Ginger’s pregnant. I told her that wasn’t possible because you spayed her seven years ago. Unless the first surgery didn’t work. She’s losing weight, coughing a lot, and she smells like two-week-old trash. What do you think could be wrong with her?”

Adriana: “Mr. Robenson, it could be a—” Mr. Robenson cut her off in midsentence. Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Bass, I really want to know what Dr. Vrbaston thinks first. I hope you don’t mind.” Adriana: “I would like to hear his answer too.” Adriana stared at Cameron. “Dr. Vrbaston, tell us what you think.” Cameron: “What?” Cameron looked to Adriana for assistance, but none came. Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Vrbaston, what could be wrong with my Ginger?” Cameron: “Mr. Robenson, when did you all first notice the problems?” Mr. Robenson: “A few months ago, although the smell we noticed two weeks ago. If she’s pregnant, could you fix her today?” Cameron: “You seriously expect me to answer that ridiculous question?” Adriana: “You should answer him, Dr. Vrbaston. I had to answer all of your ridiculous questions yesterday.” Adriana watched Mr. Robenson nervously play with his cap. Adriana didn’t know what to do first, apologize to Mr. Robenson or strangle Cameron for being insensitive. She chose to address Mr. Robinson’s concerns. “Mr. Robenson, Ginger doesn’t need to be spayed again. The surgery worked the first time.” Mr. Robenson: “Maggie will be thrilled knowing nothing is wrong with Ginger.” Adriana: “I said she didn’t need to be spayed again. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a problem. Are there any other problems I need to know about?” Mr. Robenson: “She’s scooting across the floor. Now it’s all red.” Cameron: “You’re here because your floor turned red?” Mr. Robenson: “Nope, her back end is red. My wife thought it would be a good idea to put her outside for a couple of days. She was hoping the smell would go away, but that didn’t work. We don’t know what else to do short of pouring vinegar on her.”

Cameron: “Why on earth would you pour vinegar on the dog?” Mr. Robenson: “My wife thought it would work like those female products. I didn’t want to say it aloud. Women act strange when men mention personal things.” Adriana rolled her eyes at his comment. I can’t wait for this day to be over. Cameron: “I see your point.” Cameron smiled at Adriana. “Mr. Robenson, where is Ginger now?” Mr. Robenson: “She’s in the car. Would you like to examine her?” Cameron: “Dr. Bass would love to examine her. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” Adriana: “We’re all about fulfilling the client’s needs here, and Mr. Robenson has requested you.” Cameron: “Dr. Bass, I’m here as a second opinion, your backup should you need one.” Cameron smirked. Adriana: “Nice save. Mr. Robenson, would you get Ginger so I can examine her, then Dr. Vrbaston will examine her when I’m finished to ensure the second opinion you desire.” Adriana waited until he left the room before letting into Cameron. “What do you think you’re doing?” Cameron: “Helping you.” Adriana: “Is that what you call it? Which of us is the veterinarian? I was thinking it was me, but after today, I could be wrong. Needless to say, keep your negative comments to yourself when Mr. Robenson returns.” Cameron: “From here on, I’ll be seen and not heard from.” Adriana: “Uh-huh, and I’m the queen of Sheba.” Connie reentered the room with Viper still in hand. “Connie, why do still have Viper? I want him in a cage.” Connie: “Mr. Vrbaston will have to put Viper in a cage. He keeps trying to bite me when I try to put him down.” Cameron: “You put her up to this, didn’t you? You’ll do anything to get me out

of the room. Using Viper is a low blow, sweetheart.” Connie: “Dr. Bass didn’t put me up to anything. He really won’t allow me to put him in a cage.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbastard, put Viper up, then come back. For some strange reason, Mr. Robenson expects you to give him a second opinion on his dog.” Cameron: “You know it’s Vrbaston! I’ll be right back. I’m curious to find out what is making that dog smell.” Connie: “It’s not rocket science, Mr. Vrbaston. A smell like that can only mean one thing—maggots.” Connie said this as she showed Mr. Vrbaston where to put Viper. Cameron: “This should be interesting.” Connie: “It sure will be if Dr. Bass doesn’t figure it out sooner before later.” Cameron: “What do you mean by that?” Connie: “You’ll see.” Connie walked away. Cameron hurries back to room 4. Adriana handed Cameron a pair of exam gloves before proceeding to put her gloves on. Adriana lifted Ginger’s tail. Maggots. I hate maggots.

Maggots made Adriana nauseous to the point of ing out. Placing Ginger’s tail back down, she quickly turned toward the sink, trying hard to fight back the urge to vomit. The more she thought about the maggots and that horrific smell, the harder it was for her to fight the inevitable. She tried counting to ten, but that didn’t help. Adriana lost it in front of Mr. Robenson and Cameron.

Adriana: “Oh, this is so embarrassing.” She whispered this as she turned the water on to rinse out the sink. She could hear Cameron dry heaving behind her— not that she could blame him. After wiping her mouth with a cool paper towel,

she turned around to face her unwilling audience. Cameron gave her an empathetic look while Mr. Robenson still had unfazed loved for Ginger. She was thankful neither of them said a word. “Mr. Robenson, it appears Ginger’s ruptured her anal gland sac.” Mr. Robenson: “How does that happen?” Adriana: “Sometimes this happens.” Adriana leaned her forehead against the cabinet. The room started spinning out of control. The more Mr. Robenson talked, the further away he sounded. “Not now.” Her knees started to buckle. Adriana whispered Cameron’s name softly right before hitting the floor. Cameron knew she didn’t feel good, but he didn’t expect her to out. Cameron: “Oh.” He bent down to check her. “Mr. Robenson, put Ginger on the floor and find Connie or Jaxkey. I need some assistance.” Cameron grabbed Adriana’s stethoscope off the counter. After convincing himself that she was all right, he sat down on the floor and gently placed her head on his lap. Connie rushed in the room followed by Amy. The last thing they expected to see was Dr. Bass lying on Mr. Vrbaston’s lap. When Amy realized what happened, she wet a paper towel and placed it on Adriana’s forehead. After what seemed like forever, Adriana came around and gently pushed herself off Cameron’s lap. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?” Adriana: “Stop calling me that.” Adriana rubbed the side of her head. Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Bass, Ginger made my wife sick too, although I don’t recall her blacking out.” Cameron: “She should have!” Adriana: “I’m sorry about that, Mr. Robenson.” She stared at the floor, embarrassed about what just happened. “Connie, please take Ginger to the back before I get sick again. Mr. Robenson, I need to keep Ginger for a few days.” Mr. Robenson: “Is it because of her infected anal glands?” Adriana: “Yes. I’d like to test her for heartworms and—” Mr. Robenson: “You want to see if her heart’s warm? She’d be dead if it wasn’t, Dr. Bass. Maybe Dr. Vrbaston should exam her. After all, he is here for a second

opinion.” Cameron: “Damn! There’s no need for a second opinion, trust me.” Adriana: “I said heartworms, Mr. Robenson.” Mr. Robenson: “Oh, you mean those white things coming out of her? Shoot, I thought those were tapeworms. Can’t you give her a pill for those?” Adriana: I really should look into Jaxkey’s DAF fee. “I can’t give her a pill for maggots. Speaking of pills, has Ginger been getting her monthly Heartworm prevention?” Mr. Robenson: “No. About those tapeworms again?” Cameron: “Those aren’t tapeworms, Mr. Robenson. They’re maggots!” Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Vrbaston, do you think she’s had them longer than a week?” Cameron: “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Cameron threw his hands in the air. “Sweetheart, you still think I’m the problem?” Mr. Robenson: “I kid you not, Dr. Vrbaston. I really need to know how long they’ve been there.” Cameron: “Those maggots have been there longer than a week.” I broke my promise to Adriana, but how stupid can people be? “You should have noticed them sooner.” Adriana: “Same way you noticed Viper’s problem. Ugh.” Cameron: “Adriana, this isn’t the time.” Cameron responded this through clenched teeth. “Mr. Robenson, I agree with Dr. Bass’s treatment plan.” Mr. Robenson: “What can we do about her maggots?” Cameron: “Put her to sleep. I wouldn’t take that dog back home with me.” Mr. Robenson: “I don’t want to put Ginger to sleep. Is there something else we can do for her?”

Adriana: “Dr. Vrbaston, hush up. Mr. Robenson, I’m not putting Ginger to sleep.” Cameron: “Not yet.” Adriana: “Mr. Robenson, please excuse Dr. Vrbaston’s rude behavior. He’s not —” Mr. Robenson: “I don’t think he’s being rude. I find him very comforting.” Adriana raised her eyebrows. Adriana: “Comforting?” Mr. Robenson: “Yes, Dr. Vrbaston, I find you to be refreshingly upfront in an honest way. I can’t stand when people beat around the bush, know what I mean?” Cameron: “Yes, I do.” Cameron smiled back at Adriana as he walked Mr. Robenson to the door.

They’re both getting a DAF fee, Adriana thought.

Mr. Robenson: “Dr. Bass, when can I pick Ginger up?” Adriana: “Dr. Vrbaston, when should…oh, forget it. Pick her up Friday.”

Once Mr. Robenson was out of hearing range, Cameron took the opportunity to gloat.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, he didn’t find me rude, arrogant, or offensive. He said I was refreshingly honest and comforting. What do you think about that?” Adriana: “You probably talk to him like his wife does. He has no idea what

being talked to sounds like. For the record, there is nothing refreshing about your rude, arrogant ways.” Cameron laughed at her comment. “We both know there’s nothing calm about you.” Cameron: “So what’s really wrong with Ginger?” Adriana: “Heartworms of course. Ignorant me doesn’t know veterinary medicine without a second opinion.” Cameron: “I never thought you were ignorant. Impulsive.” Adriana: “Nauseous? Thanks for helping me during my moment of weakness.” Cameron: “You’re welcome. Next time, make sure I’m the one you’re falling for, not the dog.” He laughed. “Adriana, I would like to see you again. Dinner tonight?” Adriana: You haven’t seen me the first time. “I have plans.” Cameron: “Change them.” Adriana: “Can’t.” More like won’t. Cameron: “I’ll make it worth your while.” Adriana: “How about a rain check?” For never. Cameron: “Rain check it is.” Adriana: “Okay, well, I have Viper along with other patients to check, so I will bid you good day.” If this is any indication of how the rest of my week is going to be, I quit.

6:15 PM, Closing Chaos

Adriana was about to call it a night when Jaxkey ran up to her in a panic. Now what!

Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, it’s a good thing you’re still here. We have several emergencies up front.” Adriana: “We don’t have anything. Dr. Miles and Dr. Butcher have several emergencies. I’m leaving early for once.” Adriana proceeded to walk out the door. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you can’t leave! Dr. Miles is on a house call, and Dr. Butcher is still in room 3 with that crazy cat Pepper.” Adriana: “Tell her to hurry up.” Jaxkey: “Time management is not her strong point. That happens with ADD.” Adriana: “I don’t care what disorder she supposedly has.” Adriana opened her car door. “She better handle what’s happening.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass…Dr. Bass, do you hear me?” Adriana continued to pay her no attention and started the car. “Dr. Bass, don’t make me go straight hood on you. I’ll snatch those keys while I pull you out that car.” Adriana: “Straight hood means what?” Jaxkey: “You can’t leave when we have three emergencies up front!” Adriana: “Dr. Miles and Dr. Butcher have them, not me.” Jaxkey: “You’re the only available doctor, which makes them yours.” Adriana let out a deep sigh.

Adriana: “What are the emergencies?” Jaxkey: “Two dogs were hit by a car. One was hit by a motorcycle. All belong to the same owner. There’s a dogfight animal, different owner, and a man with ducks.” Adriana turned her car off, slammed the door, and headed back inside with Jaxkey on her heels. Adriana: “We need to work on your math. I count five emergencies! Send the ducks down the street to the exotic clinic. While you’re doing that, get Dr. Butcher. I’ll need help.” Jaxkey: “Right now?” Adriana: “No, tomorrow! You had no problem insisting I stay. Don’t have a problem telling Dr. Butcher I need some assistance.” Adriana was so worked up she started venting and didn’t care who heard her. “Ask me if you should get her now. I sure as heck didn’t mean later. Like I care about ADD.” Adriana was complaining as she pulled out needed supplies. “The three emergencies turned into five. Capt. Lazy better come out of that room now. There has to be a sign posted on the front door that says, ‘Dr. Bass has plans. Come on in.’” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you need to take that snippiness down a notch. If you keep jumping down my throat, I’m leaving.” Adriana: “Leave! I’ll be right behind you. Capt. Lazy will have to work harder.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, if we can’t refer to Dr. Butcher as the Butcher, then you can’t call her Capt. Lazy. It’s not professional.” Jaxkey said this as she turned to leave. Adriana was tired of being taken advantage of. Adriana: “Jaxkey, tell her I said now, not later.” Jaxkey: “I’ll tell her, but don’t get mad at me if she forgets where she’s going.” Adriana: “She’ll be cured of that real quick with unemployment.” Kris brought the first animal hit by car back. Kris: “Dr. Bass, this is Punkard. His owner accidentally backed over him with his car. Kyle’s bringing the other two dogs back.”

Adriana: “How do they look?” Adriana began examining Punkard. Kris: “Alert. Should I start triage on this one?” Adriana: “Yes. How does the dogfight dog look?” Kris: “His owners refuse to bring him in. Before you ask, I don’t know why. I think the people are waiting for someone else to meet them here.” Great at this rate, I’ll be here all night, Adriana thought. Jaxkey reentered the treatment area short a doctor. Adriana: “Jaxkey, where is Dr. Butcher?” Jaxkey: “Could we pretend you never asked me to look for her?” Adriana: “My patience is running thin. Quit stalling. Where is she?” Jaxkey: “I might as well give you the lowdown. It’s not like your mood’s going to change. She left.” Adriana: “What do you mean left?” Adriana was angry. Jaxkey: “She bounced, jetted, vamped, no longer in the building.” Adriana: “She left without asking?” Jaxkey: “Don’t yell at me. I didn’t tell her to leave.” Adriana: “Sorry, I should not be taking my anger out on you. Well, let’s see how much we can get done until Dr. Miles gets back, assuming he’s coming back. Jaxkey, have Kyle help you put a catheter in Punkard while I go talk with his owners about treatment and hospitalization.”

Adriana returned to the treatment area after talking with Punkard’s owners and started working on the other dog hit by a car. She cursed silently as she picked the small dog up, carrying him into X-ray. She hadn’t been in there long when she heard a light knock with Kris on the other side.

Kris: “Dr. Bass…” Adriana: “Don’t tell me anything else. I have more than I can handle right now.” Kris: “Dr. Vrbaston wants a moment of your time before he takes Viper home.” Adriana: “Viper’s not going home.” Kris: “He refuses to leave without speaking with you.” Adriana: “I went over everything with him this morning. Tell Mr. Vrbaston I’ll call him later about Viper.” A terrified look came upon Kris’s face. Kris: “Dr. Bass, please don’t make me relay anything to him. That man scares the beejeebers out of me.” She looked down at her hands. “I’m already shaking and sweating.” Adriana: “Kris, I don’t have time to deal with the pushiest man in the world. You need to face your fears. Talk to him for me.” Kris: “I…I…” Adriana: “Kris, don’t let Mr. Vrbaston scare the beejeebers out of you while you explain why Viper is staying again. Make him sign something saying he received verbal instructions along with the written nondischarge information when you’re done.” Kris: “What if he refuses?” Adriana: “Don’t let him. Also, have the new girl send the man with the ducks back. I might as well examine them too, although I don’t know that much about them.” Kris: “Speaking of the ducks, they’re kind of dead, all five of them.” Adriana: “Is the gentleman aware of this?” Kris: “Yes. They’ve been sitting in the back in his old pickup truck in the sun until he could bring them in, so you might want to take them outside before you

examine them.” Adriana: “What am I supposed to do with the ducks?” Kris: “He wants you to tell him how they died.” Adriana: “How am I supposed to know how they died?” Kris: “It’s not a difficult case. Heck, I’d take that over talking to Mr. Mean.” Adriana: “Kris, thank you for pointing out one doesn’t need to be a veterinarian to tell how the ducks died. Thank you again for taking two problems off my hands.” Kris: “Dr. Bass, Mr. Plazse wants a doctor to tell him how his ducks died, which makes me less than qualified. He also wants to know if you’re going to charge him for the emergency visit since they’re kind of dead.” Kris tried her best not to laugh. Adriana: “If he’s going to bring me dead ducks as an emergency, then there most certainly will be a charge. At this rate, I might use Jaxkey’s DAF fee!” Kris: “I thought you didn’t approve of the dumbass fee?” Kris pointed this out while Adriana stared at her. “Okay, I’ll let Mr. Plazse know there will be a charge.” Kris walked away. Adriana: “Yeah, all of that changed today.” Adriana closed the door to the X-ray room and screamed. Not only did she have to deal with all the emergencies but she also had to deal with Cameron Vrbaston.

Back in the Receptionist’s Area

Kris: “Mr. Vrbaston, Dr. Bass is tied up at the moment. She wants me to go over Viper’s nondischarge instructions with you again.” Kris said this nervously. Cameron: “Why didn’t she come up front to go over them with me herself?” Kris: “Tied up means she doesn’t have time for you. She’s the only doctor here at the moment. That’s why she wants me to go over—” Cameron: “Where is the treatment area?” Kris: “Through those doors, but you can’t go back—” Ignoring every Employee Only sign he ed, Cameron was on his own personal mission, a mission that would lead him into trouble when he runs into Dr. Bass. By the time Kris caught up with him, it was past too late. Dr. Bass was already heading toward them. Kris dropped her head in defeat, leaving Mr. Vrbaston to fend for himself. Adriana was not pleased when she saw Cameron in the treatment area. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, why are you back here? I asked Kris to go over Viper’s nondischarge instructions with you because I’m busy.” She was aggravated with him, and it showed in her voice. Cameron: “Sweetheart, I came to assist you again.” Adriana: “Stop calling me that! I have everything under control. Please go back up front. I might be with you sometime tonight.” There was a hint of coolness in her voice. Cameron: “I don’t mind waiting back here.” Cameron intentionally ignored her request. “I really could be of some use to you like earlier.” Adriana: “No.” Cameron: “What harm can there be in my assisting you?”

Adriana: “Why would you want to help me with this dead-end job that offers no rewards or benefits?” Adriana asked this sarcastically. Cameron recalled the negative things he said yesterday. Cameron: “You know I didn’t mean that.” Adriana: “I don’t know you or what you meant. Right now, I’m too busy to care.” Cameron: “Surely I can assist with something simple that doesn’t involve me being a veterinarian.” Adriana recalled Mr. Plazse’s dead ducks that needed to be seen. Her stomach hadn’t completely recovered from her earlier encounter with Ginger’s friends. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, if the offer still stands, I could use the help seeing how I am shorthanded a vet or two.” Cameron: “Was it that difficult accepting help from me?” Adriana: “Ask me again later.” Adriana grinned looking at his clothes. “Mr. Vrbaston, that suit looks expensive. I can’t replace it if it gets dirty.” He was wearing Armani. Cameron: “If my suit gets ruined, we can find other ways for you to repay. We’ll discuss that later.” Adriana: “Cameron, see that man standing next to the sink?” Cameron: He noticed a slightly round man in gray coveralls standing with a large black plastic bag by his feet. “Yes, what’s he here for?” Adriana: “That’s Mr. Plazse. He has five ducks that need to be examined outside.” Cameron: “Ducks? I don’t know the first thing about ducks. Don’t you have something easy?” Adriana: “It’s okay to back out.”

Cameron: “I’m not backing out. I just don’t know anything about ducks.” Adriana: “You’ll figure something out.” She patted him on the back. “Now go make me proud, and , you’re a professional, so don’t bite the man’s head off no matter how strange things sound or get.” Adriana smiled as he walked away. Cameron: “Sweetheart, you never told me what is in the bag.” Cameron whispered this as he walked over to Mr. Plazse. Jaxkey: She wondered why Mr. Vrbaston was in the treatment area talking to a client. She walked over to Adriana for some answers. “Dr. Bass, what is Dr. Fine, otherwise known as Dr. Psycho, doing talking with Mr. Plazse?” Adriana: “He’s helping us out. Isn’t that great?” Adriana said with enthusiasm. Jaxkey: “You set him up.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “He insisted on helping, and he is a doctor.” Jaxkey: “Of humans. Does he know the ducks are dead?” Adriana: “Not unless you tell him.” Jaxkey: “That’s wrong. I could’ve taken care of them while he did something simple like…like…he could have dressed some of the dog wounds. He couldn’t mess that up.” Adriana: “That wouldn’t have been challenging enough for the good doctor.” Jaxkey: “He’ll probably out from the smell of that man before the ducks.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “Well, when he comes, ask him to wait up front like he should have in the first place. Now be quiet. Let’s watch the man work.” Jaxkey: “I’ll leave you to watch your future husband work by yourself.” Adriana: “You’re afraid to stand here and watch with me?” Jaxkey: “Yes. When Dr. Psycho realizes he’s been played, he’s going to call you

on it. I don’t want to be around when he snaps. I had enough of him yesterday to last a long time.” Adriana: “Please, he’ll find humor in it.” Adriana giggled. Jaxkey: “Nothing about that man say’s funny ha ha.”

Dealing with the Ducks

Cameron: “Mr. Plazse, I’m Dr. Vrbaston. I was told you have ducks outside that need to be examined?” Cameron noticed a foul smell. He wasn’t sure if it was coming from the man or the black bag he had next to him. There better not be ducks in that bag. When he turned around, Adriana was laughing at him. That deceitful woman. Cameron nodded his head, smiling back at her. “Mr. Plazse, are the ducks in that bag?” Cameron asked, trying to hide the resentment in his voice. I know they are. I don’t know why I asked. Mr. Plazse: “Yes, sir. I put them in there a couple of days ago. I didn’t want the neighbor’s dogs chewing on them.” He smiled as the chewing tobacco dripped out the side of his mouth. Cameron: Oh, that’s just plain nasty. “When did the ducks die?” Mr. Plazse: “Now that’s a good question, Doc. I put them in the back of my old pickup truck twenty-one days ago.” He scratched his head. “Maybe longer. I kind of forgot they were there.” Cameron: “You’re telling me the ducks have been dead three weeks or more? You may have put them in the bag a few days ago, which means they’ve actually been dead over a month?” Mr. Plazse: “Yep, something like that.” Mr. Plazse spit into the battered Dixie cup he was holding. “The wife’s upset because I didn’t come in sooner, but I wasn’t taking off work for dead ducks. A man’s got to make a living to provide for his needs and the needs of his wife too, you know what I mean?” Cameron: “Of course. Can you tell me why you’re here now?” Mr. Plazse: “Doc, I need to know a few things, like how they died. Do you want me to open the bag?” Cameron: He’s got to be kidding me. “No.”

Mr. Plazse: “How will you know what happened to my ducks if we don’t open the bag?” Cameron: “Mr. Plazse, I will open the bag, just not in here. Considering the length of time they’ve been dead, I’m not sure there will be much to tell you.” Mr. Plazse: “As long as you tell me something and wife see’s the bill, I’ll be happy.”

Cameron Recruits Jaxkey

Cameron noticed Jaxkey heading his way, so he waved her over, hoping she would help him with the ducks. Jaxkey reluctantly stood next to Cameron.

Jaxkey: “You waved?” She crossed her arms. It was apparent she hadn’t forgiven him for his behavior yesterday. Cameron: “Yes. I’d like you to assist me with these ducks.” Jaxkey stared at him in disgust. Mr. Plazse: “Doc, you don’t need a girl.” He spit in the Dixie cup again. “I’ll help you. I’m good at holding ducks.”

Anyone would be good at holding them. They’re dead, Cameron thought.

Jaxkey: “Dr. Vrbaston, I have no problem with Mr. Plazse helping you with the ducks.” Cameron: I can’t handle him grossing me out anymore. “Thank you for the offer, but Jaxkey is more than capable of holding your ducks.” Cameron turned toward

Jaxkey. “Where shall we take the ducks? If I open that bag in here, I’m going to out along with everyone else.” He said this in a whisper. Jaxkey: “Out back. You don’t have to do this.” Cameron: “Mr. Plazse wants an answer.” Cameron winked at Adriana. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint Dr. Bass. She expects me to back out. It’s written all over her smug face.” Jaxkey: “Probably, but if you’re willing to stick it out, the least I can do is assist you.” Cameron: “You’re willing to help me after the way I treated you yesterday?” He gave her a questioning look. “What’s the catch?” Cameron became suspicious of her offer. Jaxkey: “Hey, if you don’t want the help, I have other things to do that involve live animals.” Cameron: “I want—need the help. You lead, I’ll follow.” Jaxkey: “We’ll need gloves, face masks, the cadaver kit, and some oxygen before we go outside.” Cameron: “Oxygen? The ducks are dead.” Jaxkey: “The oxygen is for us.” She smirked.

Examining the Ducks

After Jaxkey retrieved the needed supplies, they headed outside. When Jaxkey opened the bag to retrieve one of the ducks, Cameron had to turn away quickly. The smell was so overwhelming he thought he was going to lose it like Adriana did earlier.

Cameron: How does Jaxkey deal with that smell? “Jaxkey, does this happen often?” Jaxkey: “More than you think. Sometimes, people bring in live animals with that smell. Wait, you already experienced that earlier today.” Cameron: He thought about Ginger earlier and how her owners had no idea what the smell was attributed to. “I’m thankful my patients practice personal hygiene. I don’t know what I would do if someone came in smelling like that or with maggots.” Jaxkey: “Patients? What type of doctor are you? And don’t say a good one.” Cameron: “I deserved that after yesterday. If you promise not to say anything to Adriana, I’ll tell you. She thinks I don’t know the first thing about women. I’d like to keep it that way.” Jaxkey: “I promise not to rat you out. What are you?” Cameron: “Five short letters: ob-gyn.” Jaxkey: “You’re a what?” Cameron: “I deliver babies, examine women, etc.” Jaxkey: “Shut up. You’re a gynecologist.” Jaxkey started laughing. “Let’s hope you never have clients that nasty. Ugh, that’s too creepy to think about.” Cameron: “ your promise.” Jaxkey: “Your secret is safe with me on one condition.” Cameron: “What’s that?” Jaxkey: “You have to promise not to give up on Dr. Bass no matter how upset she gets.” Cameron: “Jaxkey the woman can’t stand the sight of me.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass is fronting. She doesn’t know how to respond to anything unless it has four legs and a tail. She’s been out of the dating scene for a while,

but you’re just what the doctor needs. You’re good-looking and—” Cameron: “Looks don’t mean anything.” Jaxkey: “Yeah, some of us found that out yesterday.” Cameron dropped his head from her comment; he knew she was referring to him. “Dr. Vrbaston, you’re quick with the comebacks, you love animals, or at least your dog, and you’re a doctor, She’s beautiful. You’re fine as all get-out. Do we have an agreement?” Cameron: “Yes, we do.” Cameron smiled. “About these ducks, will you help me examine them? I don’t know what to look for.” Jaxkey: “You’re the doctor, not me.” She laughed. Cameron: “Of humans. I don’t know the first thing about animals.” Jaxkey: “Get out! I figured you knew a thing or two the way you came rushing back here like Superman, offering up your assistance.” Cameron: “I was trying to impress Adriana. The only thing I know for certain is, the smelly ducks are dead. Help me. I’m desperate.” Jaxkey: “Since you asked so nicely.” Jaxkey took two of the ducks out of the bag and examined them. She found several puncture wounds and showed them to Cameron. Cameron: “Where do you think those puncture marks came from?” Jaxkey: “I’m guessing from dogs, but we’ll never know seeing how the ducks have chosen to plead the fifth.” She laughed as Cameron stared at her. “It sounded funnier in my head.” Cameron: “I can’t tell the man his ducks pleaded the fifth.” Jaxkey: “Tell him the puncture marks might be from dogs.” Cameron: “Do we need to examine the other ducks?” Jaxkey: “You can if you want. I can’t take the smell any longer.” Cameron: “All right, we’re finished here.” Jaxkey placed the ducks back in the

bag. Cameron headed back inside with the bag. He walked over to Mr. Plazse to discuss his and Jaxkey’s findings while Amy put the charges in the computer for him. After a few minutes, she came back over and handed Mr. Plazse the bill. Mr. Plazse: “Six hundred forty-five dollars! Is this really my bill?” Cameron: “Yes. Is something wrong?” Mr. Plazse: “I thought it be higher.” He spit into his Dixie cup again. “Are you sure I don’t owe you more? This seems mighty cheap seeing how they stank.” Cameron: I should charge you for spitting in that cup. “No, that’s it.” Six hundred forty-five dollars to tell a man how his ducks died, and the man doesn’t think that’s a lot. I just might be in the wrong profession. Mr. Plazse: “One more question. Is it too late to cook the ducks?” Cameron: “I wouldn’t advise it.” No, I’m sure I’m in the right profession. Cameron smiled to himself. Mr. Plazse: “What a waste.” Mr. Plazse picked up the ducks and followed Amy up front to pay.

Seeing Things in a New Light

Kris: “Jaxkey, why is Mr. Vrbaston seeing clients when he doesn’t work on animals?” Jaxkey: “Kris, you don’t have to be a veterinarian to confirm something’s dead.” Kris: “I know, but why wasn’t he told to go up front?” Jaxkey: “You know you can’t tell Mr. Vrbaston to do anything.” Kris: “Dr. Bass is going to be furious.” Jaxkey: “No, she won’t. It was her idea for him to help out.” Kris: “Why would she want his help?” Jaxkey: “She was trying to teach him a lesson for not listening to her, but it backfired on her. Mr. Vrbaston turned out to be a better sport about it than she realized. He could’ve easily walked away from Dr. Bass’s challenge, but he didn’t. Anyone that can stomach three-week-old maggot-infested ducks, an owner that spits tobacco in front of you who smells like he died the same time the ducks did, and doesn’t snap when asked if it’s okay to eat those nasty things is all right in my book.” Kris: “He didn’t snap at him?” Jaxkey: “Nope. Dr. Fine was very nice, some might even say understanding.” Kris: “Now you’re calling him Dr. Fine! You need to go inhale some more oxygen. Regenerate your brain cells if you think that man is fine, understanding, or nice.” Jaxkey: “Everyone’s entitled to a second chance. That’s what I’m giving Dr. Fine.” Kris: “Do what you will. Just don’t expect me to do the same.”

Expecting the Unexpected

Adriana whispered Cameron’s name so softly that he had to lean close to hear what she said. He was expecting a big thank-you for seeing Mr. Plazse and the ducks. What he expected and received were two different things. Instead of thanking him, she told him to leave, leaving Cameron very disappointed. Where do I keep going wrong with this woman? I apologized for yesterday. What more does she want?

Cameron: He had every intention of going until he noticed Jaxkey heading toward a door that said Employee Breakroom, so he decided to follow her. “Jaxkey, thanks for helping me with the ducks.” Jaxkey: “I should be thanking you. If there’s anything I can do for you in return, let me know. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. You’re all right with me.” Cameron: “Could you answer a few questions about Adriana?” Jaxkey: “That depends on the questions.” Cameron: “Is Adriana always calm during emergencies?” Jaxkey: “She’s usually a raving lunatic, screaming and cursing at everyone. She was on her best behavior on the count of you being here.” Jaxkey expected him to respond, but he didn’t. He just stared at her like she was from another planet. “Sometimes she throws things at us.” Cameron: “I don’t know if I can keep the promise I made you.” Jaxkey: “Mr. Vrbaston, I’m kidding. She’s a wonderful doctor who has no life outside of here, but you can change that. You feel me?” Cameron: “I can’t do that.” Jaxkey: “You said you wouldn’t give up on her. What’s changed?”

Cameron: “Nothing, but I refuse to feel you.” Jaxkey: “‘Feel me’ means ‘do you understand what I’m saying.’” Cameron. “Oh.” He laughed. “Jaxkey, my friends call me Cameron.” Jaxkey: “I can’t. Not that I don’t want to be your friend, but it’s frowned upon here. What if I call you Dr. Fine?” She hoped he’d be okay with that. Cameron: “Dr. Fine, I like the sound of that.” Jaxkey: “I figured you would.” Cameron: “How upset will Adriana be if she finds me still back here?” Jaxkey: “She doesn’t hold grudges long, which I might add is in your favor. She’s into you.” Cameron: “She’s so into me she had me examine dead maggot-infested ducks, which belonged to a tobacco-spitting owner who smelled worse than the ducks. And the thank-you I received was being told to leave. I’m pretty sure that implies dislike or hate.” Jaxkey: “She doesn’t hate you. You saved her by seeing Mr. Plazse.” Cameron: “I supplied her with a good laugh and payback for yesterday.” Jaxkey: “Mr. Plazse was thankful. You gave his wife the closure she was looking for, the peace he was longing for, plus you educated him on what’s healthy to eat. Dr. Bass wouldn’t have been able to get within twenty feet of that bag without ing out. She owes you big time.” Cameron: “Yes, she does.” Jaxkey: “The ball’s in your court. Step it up a notch. Ask her out.” Cameron: “I’ll ask, but that doesn’t mean she’ll accept.” Jaxkey: “Keep asking her anyway. It’s not like she has a boyfriend. Do you have a girlfriend?”

Cameron: “No. We established that earlier when she asked if I was gay, then tried to say she is engaged.” Jaxkey: “Get out! Dr. Bass asked you that?” They both laughed. “I didn’t know she had that type of comeback. So we’ve been trying to figure out where you’re from.” Cameron: “Italy. What about Adriana? Is she from Spain, , or Tunisia?” Jaxkey: “Nope. USA born, black, and raised.” Jaxkey smirked. Cameron: “Black? Her skin is very light, and her eyes are blue.” Jaxkey: “Not all people of color are dark, and we do have a variety of eye colors. Look at Vicky Williams, Hanna Berly, or my homegirl Jeanene Vrba. They are all bright-skinned with pretty blue or green eyes.” Cameron: “Jaxkey, all the women you named are biracial.” Jaxkey: “Society still sees them as black.” She said this quietly. Cameron: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you.” Jaxkey: She was about to answer when she noticed a very angry Dr. Bass heading their way. “Dr. Bass is headed our way. She’s out for blood, yours and mine.” Jaxkey patted him lightly on the back. “Good luck. You’re going to need it.” Cameron: “It appears we’re both going to.” He looked at Adriana. Adriana: “Jaxkey, Kris needs your assistance in X-ray now!” Then Adriana turned her anger on Cameron. “Why are you still here? Cameron: “I got lost. Jaxkey was giving me directions.” Adriana: “Like hell you got lost.” Cameron: “Work with me, sweetheart. I—” She cut him off. Adriana: “I asked you not to call me that!”

Cameron: “Can’t you cut me some slack?” Adriana stared crossly at him. “I was thanking Jaxkey for helping me help you earlier. Actually, you owe me a kiss, but an apology will have to do for now.” She rolled her eyes at his suggestion. Adriana: “You offered to help. I figured you couldn’t mess anything up seeing Mr. Plazse’s dead ducks!” Cameron: “You set me up when I was trying to help you.” Adriana: “Do you know why veterinarians do not assist the human field?” Cameron: “No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” Adriana: “We respect your profession. Try doing the same.” Cameron: “I’m sure a lot of people in the human medical field have respect for your profession.” Adriana: “You don’t have proof of that. I’ve met my fair share of doctors and nurses that refuse to listen to instruction. They pet-diagnose and treat their pets thinking they know what’s best, forgetting their pets aren’t humans. Who ends up suffering in the end? The pet, staff, and veterinarian.” She was on fire. Cameron: “I know my dog isn’t human. That’s why I brought him here to you.” Adriana: “After he was beyond your human knowledge. You doctors act like animal doctors would be lost without your guidance.” Cameron: “Wouldn’t you be?” He snapped out of frustration. Adriana: “I’m tired of cleaning up the mess people like you make because you’re too cheap to bring your pets in for medical treatment. I’m tired of you all expecting a professional discount when we don’t receive the same curiosity from your field. No, that’s not what I received ever.” Cameron: “What have you received from me, sweetheart?” Adriana: “A splitting headache.” Cameron: “You’re still upset about yesterday!”

Adriana: “I haven’t thought twice about yesterday. I’m on today.” Cameron: “Prove it.” Adriana: “I don’t have to prove anything.” Cameron quickly pulled her toward him. The heat from his touch sent chills down her spine. “Let me go. Stop looking at me like that.” Cameron: “You want me to kiss you. You need me to kiss you.” Adriana: “I don’t want or need anything from you.” Adriana tried to pull her hand free. Cameron: “Adriana, you know I’m the man for you, your ultimate fantasy, your dream come true.” Adriana: He sounds like Jaxkey. “Zip it, Mr. Vrbaston.” Cameron: He looked down at his zipper. “My zipper’s down?” Adriana: “Your mouth.” Cameron: “Why are you afraid to it you like me?” Adriana: “I don’t like you. I’m not interested in having anything other than a doctor/client relationship.” She was lying through her teeth. She found Cameron sexy and funny but very trying. Cameron: “You don’t find me charming, sexy, or witty?” Adriana: “Nope!” Cameron: “I’m crushed. This is the first time my charms failed me.” Adriana: “I’m sure there have been other times.” Cameron: “You’re the first that’s treated me like sour grapes.” Adriana: “I highly doubt that.” Adriana smiled. “Mr. Vrbaston, let me look at your crotch, I mean watch.” She dropped her head from embarrassment.

Cameron: “This tops the ‘What can I do you for?’ comment. Well, sweetheart, you can have any view you like.” Adriana: “You’ll have to excuse my slip of the tongue.” Cameron: “Do what with your tongue?” Adriana: “Get your mind out of the gutter and go rescue Viper from my unruly staff. There’s no telling what condition you’ll find him in.” Cameron: “I it I overreacted a little yesterday.” Adriana: “It was more than a little.” Cameron: “I it I made a huge mistake. Will you do the same?” Adriana: “Please, what was I wrong about?” Cameron: “Me. Have dinner with me tonight.” Adriana: “I’m not hungry.” She tried to pull her arm free. Cameron: “Coffee?” Adriana: “I’m going home. I’m treating myself to a hot bath.” Cameron: “That sounds better. I’m up for a bath. I’ll even give you a message. I’m an expert with my hands.” Adriana: She shook her head at the thought of them taking a bath. “Whatever you thought about me is wrong.” Cameron: “Adriana, what do you like about me?” Adriana: “Nothing!” Cameron: “Why do you refuse to see what’s right in front of you?” Adriana: “It’s your job to point it out to me, huh?” Cameron: “Yes. God gave us five senses of desire.”

Adriana: “I desire for you to leave.” Cameron: “What you need is this.” Cameron lowered his head to hers, gently kissing her on the lips. When Adriana opened her mouth to protest, Cameron took it as an open invitation to deepen the kiss. Adriana surrendered to his touch, hungrily kissing him back. Cameron broke off the kiss. “You’re interested in me.” Adriana: “I’m interested in watching you leave.” He tried to kiss her again, but she quickly turned her head away as his lips met her cheek. When she turned her head, she noticed Jaxkey and Kris staring at her with their mouths wide open from shock. Great, I broke my policy, and the bloodhounds saw. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, please let go of me.” She said this softly as the tears fell. Cameron did as she asked and watched Adriana walk away, heading into her office. Cameron noticed Jaxkey and Kris watching them and knew that was the reason Adriana pulled away from him. Cameron smiled at the girls, then quickly followed Adriana into her office, closing the door behind him. Cameron: “Adriana, I know you felt something.” He placed his arms around her waist. Adriana: “Please.” She moved his hands off her waist. “I should have never kissed you back. It was inappropriate. My staff saw us.” Cameron: “Two people. Clearly, that’s not your entire staff.” Adriana: “Please leave. I can’t do this right now!” Cameron: “I’ll leave, but we will discuss this tomorrow.” He kissed her forehead and walked out the office, closing the door behind him. Jaxkey was standing on the other side of the door when Cameron exited; he shook his head and left. Jaxkey opened the office door and cautiously entered. Adriana was sitting at the desk, dazed with makeup-stained tears running down her face. Jaxkey: Man, I hope Dr. Bass didn’t run him off for good. “Dr. Bass, are you okay?” Adriana wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Adriana: “How much did all see?”

Jaxkey: “Girlfriend, we saw it all. I don’t know why you’re crying. That man has mad skills. And judging by the way you kissed him back, he left you longing for more.” Jaxkey handed her a tissue. “When you two finally hook up, the kids are going to be the so freakin’ cute.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, I broke the client policy.” Jaxkey: “Forget the policy. It’s about time you got your swirl on. Don’t you get tired of being predictable? Hell, I get tired of you being predictable. Hopefully, Dr. Fine will kiss you again.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, he’s pushy, arrogant, and he wanted to take a bath with me.” Jaxkey: “You turned him down?” Jaxkey playfully slapped her on the arm. “What were you thinking? Call him back before it’s too late.” Jaxkey handed Adriana her cell phone. Adriana: “What happened to ‘He’s psycho’?” Adriana handed her back the phone. Jaxkey: “I’ve thrown that out the window when he helped you with Mr. Plazse, who smelled like those funky dead ducks, and rescued you earlier from Ginger’s family and friends. I’d think you’d be grateful that he was willing to forego his evening plans to help you out again.” Adriana: “He did it to annoy me.” Jaxkey: “He did it to impress you.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, what do you need?” Jaxkey: “Okay, you’re not ready to talk about Dr. Fine. Well, Dr. Miles is back, and your X-rays are ready. You want to view the films in here?” Adriana: “I’ll be out in a minute.” Jaxkey opened the door. “Jaxkey, thanks for listening to my psychobabble.” Jaxkey: “I’ll always have your back even when you act crazy.”

9:30 PM, Home

Nine thirty was when Adriana decided to call it an early night. After setting her alarm, she climbed into bed. She tossed and turned all night long, dreaming about Cameron and that kiss. In her dream, she was falling into his arms. She was falling all right, right out of her bed. Adriana woke up when her head made with the hard floor. She looked at the clock on the nightstand.

Adriana: “One thirty. It’s going to be one long night.”

Wednesday Morning Wake-up Call

Adriana finally fell back asleep when her phone rang at two thirty. She hoped the answering machine would pick up, but after the fifth ring, she realized she forgot to turn it back on after checking messages. She had two choices: answer the phone or unplug it and go back to sleep.

Adriana: “Ugh, who could it be at this hour?” She picked up the phone. “Why are you calling me at this hour?” She snapped at the caller groggily. Cameron: “Sorry to wake you.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, its two thirty. If you’re calling to talk about last night, let it go. It’s a new day.” Cameron: “I can’t get any sleep.” He started to tell her why, but she cut him off. Adriana: “I can’t sleep either when the phone keeps ringing nonstop. Have you heard of the three-ring rule? If there’s no answer by the third ring, hang up.” She heard Viper yelping in the background. “Is Viper all right?” Cameron: “No. He refuses to eat. I made him some boiled chicken and rice like Petpro.vet suggested, but he turned his nose up to that. What should I do?” He was frantic. Adriana: “Petpro.vet didn’t suggest taking Viper to the Animal Emergency Hospital?” Cameron: “You’re the first person I thought to call.” Adriana: Not like I had anything better to do at this morning. “Take Viper to the Animal Emergency Hospital.” Cameron: “Why when he needs you now?”

Adriana: Adriana could hear the pain in Cameron’s voice, but she also felt the need for some serious sleep. “Because the Animal Emergency Hospital is for after-hours emergencies. They’re fully staffed, better equipped to help you at this hour, and I can go back to sleep after I’m finished talking to you.” Cameron: “Go back to sleep.” Adriana: “Meet me at my hospital in thirty minutes.” Cameron: “We’ll meet you there.”

Parking Lot Confrontation

Cameron was impatiently pacing back and forth with Viper in his arms, wondering if Adriana was going to show up. Fifteen minutes later, Adriana arrived and walked toward him.

Cameron: “You’re late, sweetheart!” Cameron didn’t hide his irritation. Adriana: “Don’t yell at me when I’m saving you a lot of money. The Animal Emergency Hospital isn’t cheap!” She was tired and didn’t need to be reprimanded by him for being a tad bit late. Cameron: “You said thirty minutes, not forty-five. If you needed more time, you should have said so!” Adriana: “I didn’t agree to meet for this. Take your impatient butt to the Animal Emergency Hospital.” She turned and started to walk away. Cameron: “Please don’t leave. I’m glad you’re here.” Adriana: “You have an odd way of showing it.” Her eyes traveled to Viper. “I’ll examine your dog if you agree to control your short, snappy fuse.” Cameron: “I’ll try.” Adriana: “We need to go in before someone else pulls in thinking I’m an afterhours practice.”

The Examination

Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, would you lay Viper on your lap so I can take a closer look at his incision area again.” Cameron did as she requested. Adriana noticed his incision area had more discharge and bruising than earlier. She reached over the counter and grabbed the thermometer to take Viper’s temperature. It ed 105.5. “Oh, that’s not good.” Adriana tugged on his skin. It took about ten seconds to come somewhat back in place. “That’s not good either. Mr. Vrbaston, Viper has a very high fever.” Cameron: “How high?” Adriana: “It’s 105.5, but that’s not his only problem. He’s dehydrated, his incision area is worse since this morning, and he is lethargic. I need to run blood work.” Cameron: “Do whatever you feel is best.” Adriana: She was shocked; she had expected him to argue with her about the blood work, second-guess her about her visual diagnosis of Viper, or ask about cost, but he didn’t. Apparently, he’s easier to talk to when he’s had little to nothing for sleep. “Mr. Vrbaston, would you hold Viper like this so I can collect a blood sample from his neck.” Cameron: “Why are you using his neck?” Adriana: “Because I want to.” She answered rudely. Cameron: “I understand your frustration with me. However, that can’t be the only answer I’m entitled to.” Cameron said this while holding Viper close to him. Adriana: “I need a large amount of blood. That’s the largest vein he has short of his heart. Would you like me to collect blood from there instead?” Cameron: “The neck it is.” Cameron didn’t say another word. After Adriana

collected the blood, she placed Cameron’s hand on Viper’s neck to apply a small amount of pressure to help with the clotting while she headed to the lab. After starting some of the blood work, she went back to the treatment area and found Cameron rocking Viper. “They should have paid closer attention to you.” Adriana could see that Cameron was torn up about his dog, so now wouldn’t be the time to correct him about who should have paid more attention to the dog. She pulled over a stool and sat down across from him. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, Viper’s blood work will be finished in about twentyfive minutes. We can put him in the cage. He’ll be comfortable, then you can go relax in the breakroom, watch TV, or lie down on the couch. I’ll call you when the results are ready.” Cameron: “All right.” Cameron placed Viper in the cage and then walked toward the lounge while Adriana went back to the lab. He couldn’t relax while his dog was in pain; therefore, he headed back to the treatment area to keep an eye on Viper. After the lab work was complete, Adriana returned to the treatment area and found Cameron stretched out on the counter reading a magazine. Adriana: “Are you comfortable up there?” Cameron “Not at all.” Cameron sat up. “What are the chances of you ing me up here and giving me a physical?” Adriana: “Do you ever stop?” Cameron: “Do you really want me to?” Adriana: “I’m too tired for jokes and playtime.” Cameron: “Are you really too tired to play with me?” Adriana: She quickly turned away. She was afraid he’d see that behind her fake strong front was a desire to kiss him again. “Mr. Vrbaston, would you mind getting down so we can discuss Viper’s results?” She walked to the far end of the table. Cameron: “You can’t do that with me up here?” Adriana shook her head no. “Okay.” He slowly slid off the counter and walked closely behind her. Adriana could feel his warm breath on her neck, then without warning, Cameron turned

her toward him, pressing her gently against the counter while placing his knee between her legs to prevent her from moving. Adriana: She looked at him with a cocky grin. “I could knee you.” Her eyes traveled down to his midsection, then back to face him.” Cameron: “Please don’t. It would be damaging due to my present condition.” Adriana: “Then I suggest you let go.” Cameron: “That’s what I want you to do, sweetheart. Let go. Allow yourself to feel.” Without saying another word, Cameron kissed her. Adriana tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he held her tighter. She tried to knee him, but Cameron took it as an open invitation to press his hips to hers. When she opened her mouth to protest, her tongue betrayed her and sought the warmth of his. Adriana couldn’t think straight. Her mind was saying no while her body was saying yes. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, pulling him closer to her as she ionately kissed him back. Cameron was so excited that he swiftly lifted her to the counter, setting her down in front of him. “What else has been done up here?” He trailed kisses down her neck. Adriana: “Nothing.” She pushed his hand out of her shirt. Cameron: “Hmm, let’s see what I can do about turning that nothing into something.” He said this in a husky voice while his hand slowly trailed up her back and skillfully unsnapped her bra. Her eyes met his with a startled expression as he moved his hand back to the front of her shirt. Adriana: “What do you think you’re doing?” A soft cry escaped her mouth as she grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him closer. Cameron, very pleased with Adriana’s response to him, gently untangled her hands from his hair, gently laid her back on the counter, and climbed up to lie across her.

She placed her hands on his chest, hoping to slow him down. “Mr. Vrbaston.” He moved toward her mouth. “I’m serious. I’m not a sex-crazed teenager. Stop treating me like one.”

Cameron: “Good. I don’t like teenagers, sweetheart. I like you.” He tried to kiss her, but she quickly turned her head away, refusing to kiss him back. Her mind was yelling, “Get a grip. Ignore your body.” Giving into reason, Adriana pushed her hips forward trying to push him off, but the sensation from his body made her forget what she was doing. Adriana pushed him away, but he quickly took her hand and unashamedly placed it between his legs. Stunned, she quickly pulled it away.

Oh this can’t be happening, Adriana thought.

Cameron: He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at her again. “Sweetheart, I want you to know what you do to me.” He placed her hand back on him. “I want—” Adriana: “You want to stop!” Cameron: “I want to make love to you.” Cameron watched Adriana’s expression change from uncertainty to fear. Adriana: “Get off of me. I’m not doing anything with you.” Adriana pulled her shirt down, slid off the table, and walked away from him. Cameron: “Did I say something wrong?” Adriana: “I agreed to meet because of Viper. Nothing else.” Cameron: “Don’t you want to take care of me too?” Cameron placed his arms around her waist. Adriana: “I refuse to be your bride for the night.” She tried to sound convincing, but the shakiness in her voice said otherwise. When Cameron leaned forward to kiss her, his lips met the warmth of her cheek. Cameron: “Are you a lesbian?” Adriana: “I’m not a lesbian.” She jabbed him on the chest.

Cameron: “Ouch.” Adriana: “A little pain will do you some good.” Cameron: “Why are you upset with me?” Adriana: “Your last comment should be enough of a clue.” Cameron: “What am I supposed to think from the hot and cold treatment I keep receiving?” Adriana: “You’re pushy, arrogant, and—” Cameron: “Give me a chance to change your opinion.” Adriana: “No one is allowed to date clients. I’m part of that no one.” Cameron: “You can bend the rules for me.” Adriana: “I have to set the right example. Therefore, you and I can’t be. I’m doing what you suggested yesterday. Rules and examples are set for a reason, especially by those that lead.” Cameron: “You won’t be breaking any rules if I take Viper to another hospital.” Adriana: “Another hospital can’t handle you.” Cameron: “Do you like me at all?” Adriana: “No. You distract me.” Cameron: “Distractions are good. it you find me irresistible.” Adriana: “I don’t want you.” Cameron: “I don’t recall you saying stop!” Adriana: “Your tongue was shoved halfway down my throat.” Cameron: “You moaned.”

Adriana: “I couldn’t breathe with you on top of me, Pinocchio.” Cameron: “Pinocchio? Who’s he?” Adriana: “Pinocchio, the little wooden doll whose nose grew when he told a lie.” Cameron: “So you’re saying my attraction to you is a lie?” Adriana: “I don’t believe in love at first sight. What we’re experiencing is nothing more than a moment of lust. I will not pursue a meaningless relationship based on sex.” Cameron: “There’s more to relationships than sex.” Adriana: “No, there isn’t. Most people can’t stand the sight of the other person once their physical needs have been met.” Cameron: “And you got this information from who?” Adriana: “Relationships with me don’t work out. I refuse to be anyone’s booty call.” Cameron: “Booty call? I’m not like other men.” Adriana: “So you don’t want sex? You want a relationship?” Cameron: “Sex sounds dirty. We’d be making ionate love. The relationship would build itself up from there.” Adriana: “Things might start out great, but I’ll begin to irritate you with my comments, you’ll aggravate me with your impatience, and the relationship will turn into nothing more than a boring chore with both of us ignoring the signs of breaking up. You’ll cheat on me, and I’ll end up despising you for the rest of my life.” Adriana knew he had no idea what she was rambling about. She was venting about someone else. Cameron: “Do you always argue with yourself?” Adriana: “You think I’m screwy?” Cameron: “No, but that’s an adjective I wouldn’t mind exploring.” He wiggled

his eyebrows at her. “Do you really believe all that nonsense you just rattled on about?” Adriana: “Yes! I don’t see the point in falling head over heels for someone when they’re just going to disappoint you in the end. Nobody should give up that much of themselves for anyone other than God and their children. I don’t intend to ever feel used or unappreciated again. No man is worth the heartache.” All the hurt and pain she’d been carrying around came pouring out of her eyes. “Love is an illusion, a silly fantasy made up by desperate men to get what they want.” She said this between sobs. Cameron: “Love is not a fantasy or illusion. Love is when you find that special someone you can’t live without. You can’t breathe unless they’re with you, someone you hope to share all your hopes, joys, pains, and fears with. That’s what love is. I want someone to love me through the good and the bad times, to trust and believe in me as much as I believe in them, someone who knows what true commitment is.” Adriana: “I’ve been burned by a lowlife and a so-called friend. I know all too well how love starts and ends. The only people that respect you in the end are family.” Cameron: “Adriana, you can’t give up on love when the perfect man is standing right in front of you. Give us a try.” Adriana: “Like a test-drive?” Cameron: “That’s not what I meant.” Adriana: “From my experience, which isn’t saying much, people start out one way, then end up archenemies later due to the other person’s lies and deceit.” Cameron: “What if we start out as friends first?” Adriana: “No. Friendship would lead to dating, sex—” Cameron: “It wouldn’t be sex. It would be love.” Adriana: “You love me? How can we make love when you don’t know the first thing about me?”

Cameron: “I didn’t say I love you. I said—” Adriana: “You it there’s a difference! It’s amazing how men twist the word love to feel better about casual sex. All you care about is taking care of business. That’s why you say the first stupid lie that comes to mind. You never ask the important questions.” Cameron: “What type of questions?” Adriana: “What’s your first and last name? Are you unattached? What are your likes and dislikes, birthday, favorite color? Nope, all you think about is sex!” Cameron: “You’re Adriana Bass who’s currently single. You were born on the fourteenth of January. You have a twin brother. You enjoy a morning cup of yuk, which you call coffee-a-latte that has caramel, nutmeg, chocolate, and cinnamon. You love authentic Arabic, Italian, Asian, and Latin food. You enjoy country music. I believe Kevin Weldon is one of your favorite singers. You can’t resist line dancing, riding horses, and working with teens sharing the Lord, and your favorite color is green. How am I doing so far, sweetheart?” Adriana: “You’ve been pumping Jaxkey for information.” Cameron: “Don’t get mad at her on my .” Adriana: “Too late. Where was I? Oh, friendship leads to dating, dating leads to sex, which most people mistake for love. Some people fall in love, and love leads too—” Cameron: “Love leads to marriage!” Adriana: “Sometimes, people get married, which leads to hurt, pain, and disappointment. When that happens, divorce is always right around the corner, and this takes us back to anger and revenge, and we know revenge is never good.” Cameron: “Thought it all out, have you?” Adriana: “Don’t you like my version?” Cameron: “No. I’m truly at a loss for words.”

Adriana: “Good. Let’s forget what happened and focus on Viper.” Cameron: “If that’s what you want.” Cameron stared at her in total disbelief. “Adriana, do you honestly expect me to forget what happened, what we discussed?” Adriana: “Yes.” She walked toward the lab. Cameron: “I am not buying your ‘I don’t give a damn’ attitude!” Adriana: “I don’t care!” Adriana returned a couple of minutes later with Viper’s results in her hand. Cameron: “How does my boy look?” Adriana: “His white count is up, but that’s expected with his infection. He is dehydrated, but we can get him feeling better with IV fluids and antibiotics.” Cameron: “Was it something I did?” Adriana: “Yes and no, but that’s water under the bridge. I’ll need your assistance again to place Viper’s catheter.” Cameron: “Where do you need to place his IV catheter?” Adriana: “Front leg.” Cameron nodded in agreement and held Viper the way Adriana showed him. He watched quietly while she prepped his leg. When Adriana was comfortable with Cameron’s hold, she slowly inserted the catheter and then taped it in place. Cameron gave her a puzzled look. “The catheter won’t stay in with one piece of tape.” Cameron: “I see.” It was like she read my mind. “I’m not sure when I’ll be able to pick Viper up Saturday. I have a lot of appointments.” Adriana: “I want to take Viper home for a week. You can pick him up next Saturday around eleven o’clock.” Adriana was shocked Viper didn’t try to bite her when she took him from Cameron. She giggled when he licked her nose. “You’re just like your owner, quick with the tongue.” Cameron: “At least one of us gets to go home with you.” Cameron rubbed

Viper’s head. “You better behave little man. I saw her first. Now I’m jealous of my dog.” They both laughed. “Are we ready to leave?” Adriana: “More than ready. I’ll see you next Saturday during normal hours.”

One Week Later, Saturday Morning

Adriana: Her alarm clock ruined the prefect dream about her and Cameron. “What is wrong with me? I don’t want that man.” She said this while Viper stared at her. “He’s not my type.” Adriana was in no mood to get out of bed. She inadvertently covered her head with the pillow, hoping to drown out the annoying buzz. The more the clock buzzed, the louder Viper barked. She couldn’t tell which was making her headache worse, the high-pitched barking or the buzzing clock. She walked over to the nightstand and pulled the cord out of the wall. “I feel like I haven’t slept in weeks. I know who to thank for that. Viper, I should have sent both of you to the Animal Emergency Hospital.” Viper whimpered at her. “Don’t look at me like that, little man. This is your fault. If you’d kept your tongue in that tiny mouth of yours and left your incision area alone, you wouldn’t have that infection, be on fluids, and I wouldn’t have met your father.” He cocked his head to the side and barked at her. “That cute face won’t let you off the hook, so don’t bark at me like your owner does. Shoot, one of you is enough. Ugh, I’ve been single too long.” Viper let out another whimper as if he agreed with her.

Adriana realized he wasn’t answering her. He needed to go to outside. “You need to go potty? Of course you do. If I received 400 ml of fluids, I’d need to pee like a racehorse too.” Adriana slipped on her robe and slippers before disconnecting Viper’s fluids to take him outside. It took about five minutes for him to empty his bladder. “I bet you feel much better.” When Adriana bent over to pet his head, he jumped into her arms and started licking her neck. After a quick shower, she put on a pair of faded brown jeans, an orange button-down shirt, slipped on her brown and gold sandals, and headed out the door with Viper in hand.

Saturday Morning Madness

It was 8:40 AM. Jaxkey was standing out front with a cocky grin smeared across her face.

Adriana: I’m so not in the mood for 101 questions. “What?” Jaxkey: “How was your week off?” Adriana: “Okay.” Jaxkey: “Just okay?” She looked down at Viper. “Did they spend the whole week with you?” Adriana pretended not to hear the question and quickly walked past her. She couldn’t see Jaxkey’s face, but she knew from experience that the wheels were beginning to spin out of control in her head. “At least answer one question.” Adriana: “One.” Jaxkey: “What’s your excuse for waltzing in here dressed in jeans and wearing those gorgeous sandals I’ve got to borrow?” Adriana: “I felt like it!” There was a hint of irritation in her voice. Jaxkey: “Why can’t I wear jeans when I feel like it?” Adriana: “Which of us is the owner?” Jaxkey: “Touchy, aren’t you? Cujo didn’t let you sleep last night?” Jaxkey pointed to Viper. “Perhaps you should go get a cup of that yuk you claim is great for calming temper tantrums.” Adriana: “Maybe I will.” She tried to hand Viper to Jaxkey. Jaxkey: “Don’t hand him to me. I don’t do little dogs.”

Adriana: “Since when?” Jaxkey: “Since him. That little demon bites.” Adriana: “He’s not going to bite you.” Jaxkey: “He better not. So what happened last week?” Adriana: “Viper’s incision became worse. I kept him until he got better. Now he’s better.” Jaxkey: “Did you two get busy?” Adriana: “Nothing happened between me and Cameron.” Jaxkey: “First-name basis, I see, so did Viper give you that hickey?” Adriana placed her hand over her neck. “It’s on the other side.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “I have a hickey?” Jaxkey laughed at her. “Put Viper in a cage and find me a mirror and some makeup.” Adriana said this with a panicked look on her face. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, chill, there’s no hickey.” Adriana: “I guess that answered your question.” Jaxkey: “Not really. Why won’t you it to liking Dr. Fine?” Adriana: “I don’t. He’s interesting, but that’s it.” Jaxkey: “Like a new toy or book?” Adriana: “Kind of, but that’s as far as it goes.” Jaxkey: “Please, if you didn’t like him, you wouldn’t have met here last week or taken the piranha home. Quit duckin’. You’re falling for him.” Adriana: “Okay, I like him, but it will never work. The last man I was with cheated on me. He’ll end up doing the same.” Jaxkey: “Stop selling yourself short in the men department because of one self-

seeking jackass. You have a lot to offer Dr. Fine or any other man for that matter.” Adriana: “Like what?” Jaxkey: “You have a great personality and sense of humor. You have the quickest comebacks of anyone I’ve ever met, although Dr. Fine is running a close tie with you. You’re gorgeous, but the best part is your love of God. Any man would be lucky to have you.” Adriana: “You’re pouring it on a bit thick.” Jaxkey: “If I were a man, you’d be my number one, boo.” Adriana: “It’s nice to know I appeal to your masculine side. All joking aside, I made a rule about dating clients. I can’t make and break rules to fit my needs.” Jaxkey: “People do it every day. They just call it a revision. You can do what I do: Pretend they don’t apply to you.” Adriana: “What?” Jaxkey: “I’m kidding.” Adriana: “You better be.” Jaxkey: “No one’s going object other than Dr. Butcher if you date him. So allow her to date a client if she can find someone that’s willing to put up with her. Last question, can the man kiss? I know I’m all up in your business, but can he kiss?” Adriana: “All right, if inquiring minds must know, the man is talented. Please keep this between us. I don’t need to be the highlight of the practice again.” Jaxkey: “No one cares about your private life except me.” Adriana: “Okay, now would you please feed Viper some canned i/d, reconnect his fluids, run a CBC, and do a differential. When you’re done, meet me in one of the six exam rooms.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, wait. Dr. Miles called in sick, so it’s just you and Dr.

Butcher.” Adriana: She frowned at the news. Her morning felt long enough as it was. Now she’s going to be stuck with a person who was truly slower than a turtle. I feel a migraine coming on. “How many technicians are here?” Jaxkey: “Four. Tammy and Kelly are working with Dr. Butcher, Sabrina is the lab tech, and you know who I’m stuck with.” She smiled. Adriana: “How do my appointments look this morning?” Jaxkey: “Light, but you’ll have all of Dr. Miles’s clients along with the first available walk-ins.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher can see some of his clients.” Jaxkey: “You know how he feels about Dr. Butcher seeing his clients. She keeps them in the room forever, then he has to hear about it the next time they come in.” Adriana: “I’m not seeing all of them today. Make sure she sees some as well.” Jaxkey: “I’ll let Amy know.”

It wasn’t the typical Saturday, which made her thankful for the flagging system she had in place. With six exam rooms, one needed to be as efficient as possible. Adriana checked on Viper and was pleased that he ate all the food Jaxkey offered him. His WBC was down; he was doing better than her. All she wanted to do was find a nice cage or runt to sleep in. I wonder if Cameron’s morning is going smoothly. I hope he re we close at 1:00 pm. Adriana went up front to see if Cameron called.

Calling Dr. Cameron Vrbaston

Adriana: “Amy, has Mr. Vrbaston called?” Amy: “Girl, please.” She answered her sarcastically as Adriana glared at her. “I mean, no, he hasn’t.” Adriana: “That’s odd. I figured he had called to check on Viper by now.” Amy: “Odd is you wanting to hear from him, not to mention walking in here with that thing in your arms.” Adriana: “How do you suppose this oddness happened? How did Mr. Vrbaston acquire my home, cell, and pager numbers that aren’t listed?” Amy: “Internet. You can search anything.” Adriana: “Try again.” Amy: “All right, I gave them to him. Are you mad?” Adriana: “Call his office. Find out where he is.” Amy: “Sure.” Adriana walked away.

Bearing the Bad News

Amy didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news, and from the glare she just received from Dr. Bass, she wasn’t in the mood to hear any more excuses. Her gut feeling told her to run, send someone else back with a note, but it was too late. Dr. Bass was headed to her direction.

Adriana: “Amy, what did you find out?” Amy: “Nothing. The office put me on indefinite hold. I hung up and called his cell phone. He never answered. I left a message for him to call you, so it looks like you’ll be keeping Viper over the weekend because we’re officially closed.” Adriana: “Oh no, one of you needs to take him home?” Jaxkey: “I know you’re not including me in that.” Adriana: “I’ll pay double time over the weekend.” Amy and Jaxkey shook their heads no. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you can’t expect any of us to take Cujo.” Adriana: “He’s okay once he gets to know you.” Jaxkey: “Uh-huh, that’s why you had to muzzle him to remove his catheter.” Viper growled at her. “That dog has issues.” Adriana: “Fine. What’s your excuse, Amy?” Amy: “I don’t like the dog, and I’m afraid of his owner.” Jaxkey: She high-fived Amy. “See if Dr. Butcher will take him home.” Adriana: “Dr. Butcher’s on duty tonight at the Animal Emergency Hospital. It’s nice to know who my true friends are.” Jaxkey: “That dog enjoys chewing on the staff like his owner.” Adriana: “Viper loves me.” Viper licked her nose. Jaxkey: “So does his owner. What’s your point?” Kris: She quickly entered the treatment area. She had a message from Dr. Vrbaston’s secretary and Dr. Butcher. “Dr. Vrbaston’s office called. He thought we closed at 6:00 PM. I told his secretary we closed at one o’clock. Dr. Butcher said she wouldn’t mind taking him off your hands.” Adriana: “Tell her I’ll take him home.” Adriana snapped as a surge of jealousy

ran through her. Kris: “Dr. Bass, would you mind telling her? I don’t want to get in the middle of your love-hate relationship.” Adriana: “Where is she?” Kris: “In the office.” Adriana found her sitting at the desk playing spider solitaire on the computer. Adriana: “Dr. Butcher, Kris mentioned you’re interested in taking Viper. I’ll take him home. If something changes, you’ll be the first to know.” Dr. Butcher: “All right, I’ll be going. Have a lovely weekend.” Adriana: “You too.”

Cameron Checks His Message

It was 5:00 PM. Cameron checked his messages. His sister, Lisa, called him three times, Markus called to cancel dinner, and he had four urgent messages from Amy at SomerOaks Animal Hospital.

Cameron: “I forgot to pick up Viper.” Lisa usually helps him with Viper on weekends, but she had to work due to the shortage of nurses. Cameron called Adriana’s cell phone. After three rings, he was about to hang up. Adriana answered out of breath. Adriana: “He…ll…o.” Cameron: “Hi, did I call you at a bad time?” Adriana: “Who is this?” Cameron: “Cameron.” Adriana: “I don’t know anyone by that name. You have the wrong number.” Cameron probably didn’t think she was funny, but she was getting a kick out of it. Cameron: “Adriana, I’m sorry I forgot to pick up Viper. My day was hectic.” He yawned on the phone. “I lost track of time.” Adriana: “How does a man with strong work ethics forget to retrieve his helpless little dog? Viper doesn’t understand time management. He understands abandonment.” Adriana thought back to their first meeting when Cameron accused her of being self-absorbed. Cameron: “How’s Viper doing?” Adriana: “I’m not sure you deserve that information. You haven’t called once to check on him.”

Cameron: “Adriana!” Adriana: “I know time got away from you, but that’s not a good-enough excuse.” Cameron: “I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to call. I couldn’t get away to pick up my dog. I’m sorry I inconvenienced you. Please forgive me.” He said this with a strained voice. “I’m liable to be here all night. When would you like me to take Viper off your hands?” Adriana: “I thought you had to work late?” Cameron: “I’m on call, but I should be able to get away for an hour or so. We can meet at my office if it’s not too much trouble.” Adriana: “Your office will be fine. Where are you located?” Cameron: “St. Jones Hospital, suite 4343.” Adriana: “I should be there in about twenty minutes.” Cameron: “You don’t want more time?” Cameron laughed. Adriana: “Keep it up. I won’t come at all.” Cameron: “I’ll see you when you get here.”

Cameron’s Office, 6:00 PM

Adriana arrived late as usual, but she had an excellent excuse this time. She couldn’t find a parking spot. People either took up two spaces or parked crooked out of ignorance. She almost settled for the handicap space, but the fear of having her car towed quickly put an end to that. She finally found a parking spot close to the door. She looked down at Viper.

Adriana: “You know I couldn’t find a parking space.” He barked at her. “And people think dogs don’t understand.” He barked again. She parked and rushed into the building with Viper and his toy in her hand. Adriana stopped at the front desk and inquired about suite 4343. The receptionist was going that way, so she asked Adriana to follow her. After ing several offices, they stopped in front of a large door with large green letters: Doctor Cameron Vrbaston III, OB-GYN. “Just slap me.” Receptionist: “Excuse me?” Adriana: “Cameron’s a gynecologist?” Receptionist: “Yes, unless you know something we don’t.” Adriana: “That explains a lot.” Adriana entered the office. Cameron: “Adriana, thanks for meeting us here.” Cameron didn’t call her sweetheart or say anything about her being late. He took Viper out of her arms. “I hope he wasn’t any trouble.” Adriana: “He’s wasn’t.” She watched Cameron and the young woman fuss over Viper. “He’ll need his medication tomorrow morning, and he sleeps with this teddy bear.” She handed him the bag. Cameron: “Teddy bear? Spoiled my dog, did you?” Adriana: “Viper’s a good boy once he settles down, although he still has my staff

buffaloed.” Cameron: “He’ll be fine once he gets to know them.” Cameron handed Viper to the woman next to him. “Adriana, I’d like you to meet Lisa. She’s taking Viper for a couple of days.” Adriana: She felt a sting of jealousy come over her. She didn’t know anything about the young woman who had Cameron and Viper’s attention. Is Viper’s her dog? Hmm, explains why he acted psycho at the hospital. He was afraid of getting in trouble for neglecting her dog. “If you need me to keep him longer, I can.” Cameron: “No. Lisa really missed the little guy. He’s crazy about her.” Adriana saw the truth in that. Viper wouldn’t stop licking her face. Lisa: “Yes, he does.” Viper continued to lick her. “We need to get going, Cam. I’ll see you Wednesday.” She reached up and kissed him lightly on the cheek. “Adriana, it was nice meeting you.” Cameron walked her out the door. Cameron: “Be careful driving home, honey.” Adriana: “Wow, she’s a young, beautiful ball of energy.” Cameron: “Yes, Lisa is a real looker.” Adriana: “Girlfriend?” She tried not to sound jealous. Cameron: “Sister.” He grinned. Adriana: Oh, this is embarrassing. “I’ve put my foot in my mouth.” Cameron: “You can make it up to me.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. Adriana: “Do I want to hear this?” Cameron: “I’m suggesting dinner. It’s the least you can do after insulting me over the phone, assuming I’d date my sister, and let’s not forget Ginger, Mr. Plazse, and those ducks.” Adriana: “If you expect me to eat, you won’t bring up Ginger or Mr. Plazse

again.” She laughed. Cameron: “So we have a date?” Adriana: “I’m not dressed for dinner. How about a rain check?” Cameron: “You look fine. I could use a friend right now.” Adriana: “I suggest you call one.” Cameron’s face held a look of uncertainty. “Okay. I’ll have dinner if we keep it simple.” Cameron: “Simple, I know just the place. I’ll drive. Your car will be safe here.” Adriana: “I should take my car since you’re on call.” Cameron: “Do you have to work tomorrow?” Adriana: “No.” Cameron: “It’s settled. You’re riding with me. I promise to keep my hands, lips, and hips to myself.” Adriana: “So where are you taking me, McDonald’s?” Cameron: “No, were going upscale. I’m taking you to Burger King.” Adriana: “Either one will be fine.” Adriana laughed. Cameron: “I’ll take you to McDonald’s another night. I’m taking you to this great Italian restaurant on Third and Main called Amore’s. Have you ever been there?” Adriana: “No, but I’m not dressed for Italian food.” Cameron: “We can dine on the patio outside.” Adriana: “The patio will be fine.”

Amore’s Restaurant

Cameron: “Would you be offended if I ordered for us?” Adriana: Uh, yeah. “What if I don’t like what you order?” Cameron: “If you disagree, you have permission to spank me.” Adriana: “Judging by that smirk, you’d enjoy a spanking.” Cameron: “From you, I’d enjoy just about anything.” Adriana: “You need a less rewarding punishment.”

The waiter arrived to take their order. Cameron informed him that he would be ordering the same thing for both of them. He ordered salads with balsamic/berry dressing, chicken marsala with red garlic roasted potatoes, and a bottle of white wine she couldn’t pronounce.

Cameron: “Can you can eat what I ordered?” Adriana: “Yes. It’s been a while since I’ve had anything Italian. I don’t drink alcohol.” Cameron: “Not even a small glass?” The food came out before Adriana could respond. He blessed their food, then they ate in silence for a few minutes.

Adriana noticed Cameron staring at her mouth after she took a sip of water. After a few minutes of gazing at each other, Adriana broke the silence.

Adriana: “Did I spill something?” Cameron: “No, I was iring your eyes.” And wishing I was that glass of water. “What do you think about the food?” Adriana: “It will do.” She said this with a straight face. Cameron: “I’ve heard those words before. Judging by your empty plate, the food was more than good.” He smiled. Adriana: “I didn’t want to be wasteful.” Cameron: “I see. You want to spank me.” He got up from his chair, walked over to her, and proceeded to bend over. Adriana: “Cameron, please sit down.” She said this in a whisper. Cameron: “I can’t hear you.” He had his rear in her face. Adriana: “The food was excellent. Sit down. People are starting to stare.” Cameron: “I know. I’m worth looking at.” He smiled. Adriana: I guess he knows he’s arrogant too. “Cameron, sit down.” Cameron: “After my spanking.” She started laughing. “Quit laughing, and give me the spanking I deserve unless you prefer I stay in this position all night.” Adriana continued to laugh. Cameron immediately turned to face her. Adriana: “You are amusing, Mr. I-Know-I-Look-Good.” Cameron: “Amusing? As in funny ha ha or ‘You’re crazy’?” Adriana: “Funny enough to make me smile. Crazy enough to make me laugh. Who would have guessed that since from our first encounter, you were snappy?” Cameron: “You caught me off guard. You’re extremely good-looking.” Adriana: “I’m as good-looking as a Bratz doll.” Cameron: “A what?” He sat back down.

Adriana: “Bratz dolls. The dolls have really big heads, messed up bodies, wearing tight clothes that do not match, except I’ve never worn my clothes that tight or mismatched. Those dolls are so ugly they’re cute.” Cameron: “And people purchase things like that?” Adriana: “From kids to adults.” Cameron: “You’re far from ugly. Adriana, how do you feel about answering some personal questions?” Adriana: “Do I have to give an answer to them?” Cameron: “Only if you want to, but then we’ll just be two good-looking people enjoying each other’s company in total silence.” Adriana: “Sometimes silence is a good thing.” Cameron: “I want to know you better.” Adriana: “If the questions get too personal, I won’t answer you.” Cameron: “First question, what kind of man are you attracted to?” Adriana: “One with a job that pays better than mine.” Cameron: “How did I not see that coming?” She shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, the man makes six figures, a house that’s paid for, and several cars.” Adriana: “What size is the house, which type of cars would I get, and will there be black diamonds and a clothing allowance? I need to know how he intends to wow me with his hard-earned dollars.” Cameron: “The house is over eight thousand square feet, you would be driving a Bentley or a Viper, he would buy you black diamonds, and you can shop till you drop. Now what type of man are you looking for?” Adriana: “I’m looking for someone I can boss around. He has to be at my beck and call. When I say jump, I want to hear, ‘How high, and how long?’ I better come first—above his job, family, and friends, of course if I allow him to keep

friends. And he must have my bathwater ready every Friday night at eight. No ifs or buts about it. I’m not about excuses.” Cameron: “What if you’re late coming home?” Adriana: “It’s his job to know where I am and how long I’ll be. The water better be hot when I step into the tub, or he’ll be sleeping in the cold. Oh, he must stick to a Tuesday and Saturday all-day-and-night sex schedule. There will be no playing in between.” She said this with a straight face as Cameron’s eyes widened in shock. “The most important thing is this: When we have children, he’ll be the one to put his career on hold for five years or more while I work and continue to kick it every Thursday night with the girls. I will not give up ladies’ night for any man.” Cameron: She can’t be serious. “Adriana, what man is going to allow his wife to kick it with the girls every Thursday night, let alone take a five-year hiatus from work to play Mr. Mom? You do know slavery has been over for quite some time? And there’s not one man on this planet who would agree to that kind of crazy, controlled sex schedule.” Adriana: “I bet there’s one willing to risk it all for sex.” Cameron: “Does love play into your impractical world of madness?” Adriana: “Love is for suckers. As for finding the right man, he’s out there, and he’ll be more than willing.” Cameron: “I know the heart makes people do things that we don’t understand, but there isn’t a man alive able to do what you’re asking.” Adriana: “I’m telling you there is.” Cameron: “Adriana, you can’t be serious?” Adriana: “Do you see me laughing? If a man can expect that and more from a woman, then why can’t we expect certain things from them?” Cameron: Man, I did not see this coming. “Adriana, what you’re suggesting is absurd.”

Adriana: “I don’t think I’m asking too much.” He shook his head at her and laughed to himself. Adriana waited until he took a sip of his soft drink before she went in for the kill. “So, Cameron, do you think you could be that special man?” He was about to choke on his water. Cameron: “Not the one you’re looking for. I’d have to be blind, deaf, and dumb if I’d ever agree to any of that, and I surely wouldn’t treat or expect any woman to act like what you described.” Adriana: “Why not, CV?” Cameron: “Please don’t call me CV. I don’t like it. You can call me anything other than that.” Adriana: “So jackass is acceptable?” Cameron: “No. Adriana, do you really expect me to be the type of man you just portrayed” Adriana: “Do I see concern on your face?” Cameron: “It’s fear.” He rubbed his head. “Adriana, I could never meet your expectations.” Adriana: “Cameron, it was joke. I’m nothing like that.” Cameron: “What are you like? Be truthful this time. I have feelings, and right now, I’m feeling unappreciated. I have to beg you to have dinner with me, which you only agreed to after you’ve insulted me. When I ask you a serious question, you can’t be straight with me. I am trying to get to know you better.” Adriana: “I’m sorry. Ask me your next question.” Cameron: “We can sit here quietly like you wanted before I pried.” Adriana: “I don’t mind, so ask your next question.” Cameron: “You promise to play fair and answer all my questions truthfully? You’ll quit making me want to cry?”

Adriana: “Cameron, you are not about to cry.” She laughed. Cameron: “Yes, I was. I may appear sturdy and strong, but it’s all a facade. Deep down I’m very sensitive. Why do you think I pretend to be tough and unpleasant?” Adriana: “You were pretending?” Cameron: “I need to leave.” Cameron got up from his chair. Adriana: “Cameron, I’m looking for an HAD man.” Cameron: “What do mean by HAD? Hurt, abandoned, ditched? Honey, that all adds up to someone’s who’s been lied to, taken advantage of, left heartbroken, and walked on.” He hesitated. “I’m not sure I like where you’re going with this.” Adriana: “Cameron, allow me to finish explaining before you start jumping to the wrong conclusions.” Cameron leaned back in his chair and didn’t say another word. “After I explain HAD, I want to know if you’re that man. H is for honest. A is for affectionate. I want someone who’s not afraid to express his feelings. D is for dependable, which pretty much sums up what I just said. I want to be with someone who respects me, himself, and our relationship. See how that spells HAD?” Cameron: “My answer is absolutely. I will gladly be HAD by you, for you, and with you.” He laughed. “Next question, when and where was your last vacation?” Adriana: “Three years ago. I spent a weekend in New York with my staff for a veterinary conference.” Cameron: “That’s your idea of a vacation?” Adriana: “Yes. What’s your idea of a vacation?” Cameron: “Thirty days on an island somewhere soaking up the sun, drinking some fruity concoction with an umbrella.” Adriana: “I can do without the sun.” She pointed to her arm. “Being biracial has great benefits.”

Cameron: “Forget the sun. What about snorkeling or parasailing?” Adriana: “I can’t swim, and I’m afraid of heights.” Cameron: “Okay, you could experience the culture. Go sightseeing, shopping, and attending some of the festivals. You could go dancing, a little salsa, and some island hip-hop, which I might add has a nice reggae beat. If you’re really desperate, I’m sure you could talk someone into playing a little country. When the mood strikes, I’ve been known to country-dance.” Adriana: “You like country music?” Cameron: “Yes. Why is that so hard to believe?” Adriana: “You insisted Amy turn off her Kevin Weldon CD.” Cameron: “I had a headache. However, I can dance.” Adriana: “So you can drop it like it’s hot?” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I can drop it any way you like. I don’t want to brag, but I can make every man watching envious. I make Usher and Justin look like beginners. If I had to compare my dancing to anyone, it would have to be to Michael Jackson, except I don’t grab myself. I know what’s there.” Adriana: “You’re that good, huh?” Cameron: “I’m spectacular.” Cameron got out of his chair, walked back over to Adriana’s side of the table, and proceeded to unbuckle his pants. “Would you like a brief demonstration?” He asked this in a husky voice as she continued to laugh. Adriana: “Now, Cameron, what would all these people think? We must not scare the children or teach them bad things.” Cameron: “Here’s just as good a time as any. I don’t mind people watching. As for the kids, half of them know more than their parents realize.” He played with his zipper. Adriana’s eyes got big, and her mouth hung open. “Am I embarrassing you?”

Adriana: “No. I don’t want to waste my savings bailing you out of jail for indecent exposure.” Cameron: “There’s nothing indecent about me.” He rolled his hips forward. Adriana: “Cameron, I’m going to hit you if you don’t sit down. People are starting to stare, and I’m pretty sure you’re turning on those gentlemen two tables over.” She said as one of them yelled ‘Take it off, big boy’ and started waving money over his head. “Cameron, turn around. Greet your fan club. Let them look at that handsome face.” She laughed. Cameron was about to respond when the waiter came over and asked if they would be having dessert. He smiled at Adriana. Cameron: “I think we have dessert covered.”

The waiter looked bewildered by his comment. Adriana decided to ignore his comment and addressed the waiter’s question herself.

Adriana: “Two strawberry cheesecakes with coffee please.” Cameron pulled his zipper up and went back to his seat after realizing he wasn’t the dessert of choice. The men two tables over started booing and calling her a spoiled sport. “So, Cameron, what do you think of your fan club?” Cameron: “I’ll tell you after we find out what the women behind you want.”

Adriana turned and came face-to-face with three overly excited women. The taller one of the three spoke first while the other two oohed and aahed. Oh, this should be fun.

Tall Lady: “Wow, you’re so fine, sexy. We love the way you move your body.” She fanned herself. “Who do you work for, and how much do you cost?”

Cameron: “Excuse me?” Adriana: “She wants to know who you work for and how much you cost.” Adriana was trying not to laugh. Tall Lady: “I know it’s short notice, but we would love to book you for a friend’s bridal party next week. We’ve had a difficult time booking a stripper. We met some nice-looking men, but none of them compared to you in looks, body, or accent. Ah, I could listen to you talk all day.” Short Lady: “Yeah, none of them looked like you.” She stared intensely at Cameron. “If you were a popsicle, I’d lick you up and down. And your accent is to die for. Is it real?” Bigger Lady: “Can I see the zipper dance again? But this time, take it all off.” She looked at Adriana. “Do you accept credit cards?” Adriana: “Credit cards, he just might. Ladies, Delicious is from Italy. You know what they say about Italian men?” Ladies: “No, tell us!” Adriana: “They’re skillful in the language of love. Delicious language happens to be body language if you know what I mean.” Adriana smiled as Cameron glared at her. “Did you ladies enjoy Delicious’s yellow-light routine? It’s guaranteed to leave you wanting more. He does have a green light special, but you must be healthy, know what I mean?” Tall Lady: How much to hire him for the entire week?” Adriana: “What would Delicious do for an entire week?” Tall Lady: “Delicious would escort me to the wedding for starters. I’ll pay extra for the green light special if it means he will gyrate those sexy hips with me all night on and off the dance floor.” Adriana: “Extra, hmm? On and off the dance floor. Delicious, can you afford to take off a week for charity work?” Cameron silently prayed that Adriana would stop encouraging the women.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, I could use a little help from you, not encouragement to the ladies.” Adriana: “Ladies, Delicious stays pretty busy. He’s always on call, running here and there delivering something special to some woman somewhere. Maybe he can give your friend a charity dance after the wedding—not that your friend’s charity, so to speak.” Tall Lady: “He would do that for our friend?” Adriana: “Sure, let me see when he’s available next.” Adriana winked at Cameron. Cameron: “Sweetheart, it will be sooner than you think if you don’t quit leading them on.” Adriana: “Delicious, show a little patience. It’s not their fault you’re so irresistible, right, ladies?” Tall Lady: “Right, he’s scrumptious. Here’s my name and number. Call me when you’re available to dance.” She tried to hand Cameron her card, but he refused to take it, so she placed it in his shirt pocket. “Delicious, call me for anything. I do mean anything.” Cameron: “There’s only one lady I’m interested in dancing for.” He handed the card back to her. She let out a sigh of disappointment, then the left with the other women. “Adriana, those women think I’m a stripper.” Adriana: “You were about to before they came over here.” Cameron: “You gave them the wrong impression, not me.” Adriana: “You’re right, but I didn’t deceive those gentlemen behind you.” Cameron looked over his shoulder and noticed two men frantically waving money at him. The smaller, rounder man walked over and asked Cameron for a picture and autograph. Cameron: “No, now go! Adriana, this isn’t funny!” Adriana: “They were waving money at you and booing at me. You could have a

career in stripping if you decided to take a break from your day job.” Cameron stared crossly at her before turning to speak with the gentleman again because he would not leave. Cameron: “I’m not a dancer. I’m a doctor. I was trying to impress my date with my dance moves.” The man dropped his head and walked away back to his table. Adriana: “You’re not going to draw up business if you keep turning potential clients away. Go apologize.” Cameron chuckled at her comment. Cameron: “Adriana, tell me what you enjoy doing for fun other than making a fool of me.” Adriana: “I like to write romance novels.” Cameron: “I said fun sweetheart, not downtime.” Adriana: “Horseback riding. One day, I’m buying a horse.” Cameron: “You and Lisa will get along wonderfully. She likes to read romance books too, although I don’t understand why. Men just aren’t that sappy in real life. And she does enjoy horseback riding. You can ride my horse anytime you want.” Adriana: “Cameron, is your mind always in the gutter?” Cameron: “I have five horses. I thought you might want to come out and ride with Lisa, that’s all.” Adriana: “Sorry.” Cameron: “Last question, how long was your last relationship, and why did it end?” Adriana: “That’s a two-part question. It lasted for two years and ended five years ago because it needed to. I haven’t looked back.” Cameron: “What do you…how do you…don’t you have needs?” Adriana: “There are plenty of things available for a quick fix, Mr. Ob-gyn. I’ve

never experienced the big O women brag about. That’s no lie. I have never experienced anything. Berry couldn’t get me to…Uh-oh, I’m about to reveal too much.” Cameron: “So his name was Berry. No last name?” Adriana: “It’s Jackass.” Cameron: “Why is it that we men become jackasses after the relationship ends? Why can’t women ever say something nice, like, ‘He’s great. It just didn’t work.’” Adriana: “You have something nice to say about your ex?” Cameron: “As a matter of fact, I do. She was sweet and caring. We were going different directions, so our relationship ended.” Adriana: “I’m not the saint. You are. Berry will always be a jackass. There’s nothing you can say to change that, Cameron.” Cameron: “I try to see the best in people even when they treat me wrong.” Adriana: “You’re a better man than me. Wait, I’m not a man.” Cameron: “Why do you refer to Berry as a jackass?” Adriana: “Berry was a lying, cheating, deceitful, good-for-nothing son of a—he was the son of a something that was less than human. Jackass is a compliment for him. Jaxkey never liked him. She referred to him as a fund-seeking opportunist. I should’ve listened.” Cameron: “I didn’t mean to upset you.” Adriana: “If a woman did the things he did to me, I’d say the same thing about her too. Wait, I have said the same to her!” Cameron: “We don’t have to talk about painful memories.” Adriana: “You need to understand why I don’t trust men.” Cameron: “He’s the reason for your policy against dating clients?”

Adriana: “He wasn’t a client. The animal he owned was himself.” Cameron: “That’s not nice.” Adriana: “The truth isn’t always nice. Berry offered to put my entertainment center together while I was at work, so I let him. I called home several times to let him know I was leaving early. I wanted to treat him to dinner for working on his dayoff, but the jackass never answered the phone.” Cameron: “Berry was at your house doing you a favor. I don’t understand how that makes him a jackass unless you’re upset because he didn’t answer the phone.” Adriana: “When I arrived home, Kasha’s car was in my garage.” Cameron: “Who is Kasha?” Adriana: “Kasha was my office manager, who was supposed to be home sick, or so I was led to believe by the jackass.” Cameron: “Berry called in sick for your office manager?” Adriana: “He did. Imagine their surprise and mine when I walked in and found them having sex on my new Brockwyn Leather couch.” Cameron: “What did you do?” Adriana: “I told them to carry on with their little love fest somewhere other than my house.” Cameron: “You gave them permission to carry on?” Adriana: “It’s not like they were going to stop. I just wanted them gone. I realized it wasn’t going to be that easy to get rid of the fund-seeking jackass when he had the audacity to follow me into the kitchen. I should have slapped that self-satisfying grin off his face when I had the chance.” Cameron: “He wasn’t bright following you in to a utensil-filled kitchen.” Adriana: “Exactly. I should have neutered him.”

Cameron: He crossed his legs at that thought. “Remind me to never make you mad.” Adriana: “I thought about doing the same to you several times after we met.” Cameron: “Really? I wasn’t aware of that.” Adriana: “You don’t the emasculator?” Cameron: “I . So what happened next?” Adriana: “Berry blamed me and Kasha. He said she kept coming onto him. Curiosity led to his moment of weakness because I said no earlier to him.” Cameron: “You told him no to what?” Adriana: “It doesn’t matter, but the jackass did offer to forgive me for being upset with him.” Cameron: “That was big of him.” Adriana: “It gets better. He had the nerve to say Kasha was a one-time thing. Barry hadn’t planned on Kasha listening at the door. She came rushing into my kitchen and spilled the beans about everything—how I gave her a baby shower for their baby, how they’ve been together for over a year, and how he had planned on breaking things off with me once she graduated pharmacy school. Jaxkey tried to warn me, but I was too stupid to listen.” Cameron: “You’re not stupid. So what happened to them?” Adriana: “I banned Berry from the hospital, and Kasha quit. I will never put that much trust in a man ever again.” Cameron: “Don’t let that man stop you from trusting me.” Adriana: “I don’t know the first thing about you to trust you other than you’re a gynecologist with a short fuse who’s obsessed with his small dog’s body parts.” Cameron: “Adriana, if you didn’t trust me, you wouldn’t have agreed to get in my car or have dinner with me. Don’t spend the rest of your life believing the

worst of men because of Barry’s ignorance. I can satisfy your needs. And I won’t hurt you.” Adriana: “What, you can’t satisfy yourself? A man will promise you the world at the drop of a hat just to break the same promise years down the road because he thinks there’s something better waiting for him. People fall in and out of love all the time. It’s part of life. That’s a part I would like to do without.” Cameron: “We’re not all heartless, lying bastards who cheat or deceive women. Did it ever cross your mind that women do the same thing to men?” He reached for her hand, but she quickly pulled it away. “How am I supposed to get close if you won’t let that wall down?” Adriana: “I don’t want anyone close to me.”

Cameron’s Delusional Client

Adriana was about to apologize to Cameron when a tall, blond-headed woman stopped at their table. Well, if that yellow jumpsuit doesn’t her availability, I don’t know what does. She might as well tie a neon sign around her neck that says, “I’m easy. Come and get me.” Surely she knows her breasts are falling out of that suit. It’s too small. The woman touched Cameron’s back.

Woman: “Hello, Dr. Cameron. Are you having dessert?” She asked this seductively, licking her lips. “Cheesecake, hmm, that’s my favorite.” She slowly ran her hand through his hair.

Are you having dessert? Cheesecake, my favorite? Please, if he has a plate in front of him with cheesecake, then it’s safe to assume he’s having dessert. What a tart. Cameron should have sent her away after the first stupid comment, Adriana thought.

Cameron: His expression hardened. It was Maryanne Jenkins, the walking barracuda. She has been trying to sink her teeth into him for years. She made a habit of showing up for appointments in the sleaziest outfits, kind of like now. She knew how to make him feel uneasy. “Maryanne, you’re looking…fit.” He gingerly pushed her hands away from his head.

Looking fit? The woman looks like a hooker, Adriana thought.

Maryanne: “It’s about time you noticed.” She put her hands on her breast and pushed them together. “I know you touch breasts daily, but you’ve never felt

anything like these.” Cameron looked at Adriana, silently praying she could read his face’s expression and offer up some help, but Adriana just sat there with her eyes glued on Maryanne. “They’re my birthday present. Touch them.”

Touch them! This woman has to be as slow-witted as she looks if she can’t see that she’s getting on Cameron’s last nerve. Why do people spend all that money on plastic surgery and a poorly dyed hair when it’s evident they need brain surgery? I guess that’s what happens when a person mixes chemicals, drugs, and anesthesia.

Cameron: “Maryanne, I—” Adriana cut him off. Adriana: “Cameron, you really know how to show a girl a good time. First, you give me and everyone else a little tease with your hip ’n dale routine, a woman offers to rent you as her boy toy for the week, and now Bambi would like you to take a tour of her breast. I can’t wait to see what’s next.” Cameron glared at her. He wasn’t pleased with Maryanne’s comment either, but what did Adriana expect him to do about it? They were in a public place. Maryanne looked at Adriana and started fanning herself. Maryanne: “Dr. Cameron, I want to thank you for my physical last month. I swear those Pap smears get better every year.” She said this with a Southern drawl. Cameron: “It was a standard examination, nothing special.” Cameron was annoyed; he did not like what she was implying. Maryanne: “I used to dread Pap smears. You helped me overcome my fear with your special touch.” Cameron cringed at the feel of her hands on him, not to mention the disapproving stares people were giving them. Cameron couldn’t endure her hands any longer; he reached behind his back and lightly pushed her hand away. Cameron: “Maryanne, this is Dr. Bass.” Maryanne: “Are you a gynecologist like my Cameron?”

Adriana: “No, I am a veterinarian.” Maryanne: “Vegetarian?” She scratched her head. “Do you study different types of meat with vegetables?” Adriana: Do I study meat and vegetables? Yeah, there’s something wrong with this woman. “I like to eat meat and vegetables, not study them.” Maryanne: “Then what exactly do you do?” Adriana: “I—” Cameron cut her off before she could answer. Cameron: “She’s a veterinarian, not a vegetarian.” Maryanne: “Oh, I bet you have a different type of fun with her clients.” She laughed. “So how did you meet my handsome Dr. Cameron?” Adriana: “His dog.” Maryanne: “Dr. Cameron, I want to meet our dog.” Cameron: “Come again?” Maryanne: “Tell me everything about him. Does he have two legs or four?” Maryanne asked innocently. Cameron shook his head in disbelief. “Dr. Bass, has this ever happened to you, trying to how many legs different animals have?” Adriana: “Yes, when I was two.” Cameron: “Adriana, please don’t start with her.” Adriana: “Cameron, it’s difficult for some people to which animal have two or four legs.” Maryanne: “So you understand how confusing this can be for me?” Adriana: “It must be hard to anything when you’re stupid.” Maryanne: “Did you just call me stupid?”

Adriana: “Yes, asking how many legs a dog has.” Cameron cut her off before she could finish insulting Maryanne. Cameron: “Maryanne, if you don’t mind, Dr. Bass and I were in the middle of —” Maryanne: “Cameron, I demand you make her take it back now! Tell her I am not stupid.” Adriana: “Bambi, Cameron can’t tell me to do anything.” Maryanne: “It’s Maryanne. Do I look like a deer to you? And I’m not stupid.” Adriana: “I call things as I see them. For the record, Viper has four legs. Isn’t that amazing?” Cameron: “Adriana!” Adriana: “Don’t snap at me. I have a brain unlike Bambi.” Maryanne: “Dr. Cameron, do you know how fortunate we were to get a dog with four legs?” Adriana: “Maryanne tell him. He doesn’t know.” {Maryanne: “My friend Connie’s dog Boomer was born with only two front legs. He has to walk around pulling a cart behind him. And Jamie’s dog only has three legs, two front and one back.” Cameron: “Maryanne, most dogs are born with four legs unless they’ve had some kind of an accident or birth defect! Now if you’ll excuse us, we were in the middle of—” Maryanne: “Dr. Cameron, you think I’m stupid too?” Cameron: “No.” Adriana: “Don’t lie to her.” Maryanne: “Are you here on a date or business?” She received an irritated glare from Cameron. “You’re on a date!” She screamed, then quickly moved away

from Cameron and stood in front of Adriana with her arms crossed as the tears fell from her eyes. “I need to know if this is a date!” Adriana: “You need to walk back over to Cameron’s side of the table where you are safer.” Maryanne: “You have an exotic something look, but no matter what Cameron thinks, you’re still black on the inside, or is the correct term colored? I want to be politically correct, that’s why I asked.” Adriana: “Use whatever term works best for your limited understanding, Bambi!” Maryanne: “It’s Maryanne, not Bambi. Couldn’t you find a respectable black man to date? I know they’re out there. You need to look harder and leave Dr. Cameron alone. He’s mine, damn it, mine!” Adriana: “Bambi, you’re causing a scene.” Maryanne: “You’re trying to steal the love of my life!” She turned her anger on Cameron. “Dr. Cameron, you have a professional reputation to uphold. Aren’t you worried about losing clients? If someone else sees you out with her, a colored woman.” Cameron: “No!” Adriana stared at him. Maryanne: “I would be if I were you.” Cameron: “You’re not me—” She cut him off. Maryanne: “You just lost me as a client. I can’t let you examine me if you’re going to be with her. She’s not white like you and me.” Cameron: “Maryanne, not all my clients are white.” Adriana: “That’s right. He has a rainbow of colors.” Maryanne: “Cameron, I could scream. How could you treat me this way?” Cameron: “Maryanne—” She cut him off again.

Maryanne: “Dr. Cameron, how could you be so insensitive toward my feelings? I loved you! Why else would I show up at the office twice a week? You need to do the right thing, which is the white thing!” Adriana: “Can I take a crack at this?” Maryanne and Cameron: “No!” They both shouted this at Adriana. Adriana: “Don’t snap at me. I’m trying to fast-forward this dysfunctional soap opera scene.” Maryanne: “Soap opera? Is that what this is to you, missy? Look at these.” She yelled this so loud that people started to stare at them again. “I did this for him!” She unzipped her jumpsuit, lifted her bra, and revealed her overdone breast implants. Adriana: “I thought I had client problems.” Cameron: “Ugh.” He lowered his head in embarrassment. Maryanne: “Dr. Bass, you need to leave right now so I can talk to Dr. Vrbaston in private.” Adriana: “No. You couldn’t pay me to leave this seat.” Maryanne: “Why don’t you go over to the bar? There’s a couple of colored men over there that would be more to your liking. Hurry along. A woman like you should get lucky.” Adriana: “Aren’t you full of compliments this evening, Bambi!” Maryanne: “For the last time, my name isn’t Bambi.” Adriana: “Bambi, Maryanne, whatever. I have a few things to say in response to your idiotic outburst. If you’re having trouble grasping what idiotic means, I suggest you march to the ladies’ room when I’m finished and slowly gaze into the toilet, but don’t leave until it sinks in that you’re—” Maryanne: “How dare you talk to me like that?”

Adriana: “Oh, I dare. Unlike you, I’m fully aware of who and what I am. Your exotic comment is a compliment. As for the word colored, I’m pretty sure the expression went out in the sixties. It’s no one’s business why we are out tonight.” Maryanne gave her that deer in the headlights look. “I would love to lower my standards for a moment by putting my foot up your precocious butt, but I won’t. Why don’t you tuck tail and leave gracefully?” Maryanne: “No, you should be concerned. All those people are staring at you and Dr. Cameron. They’re probably wondering why the two of you are here together.” Adriana: “It has more to do with you acting like a complete imbecile, baring your breast like a streetwalker, confessing your love to a man that doesn’t like you. They’re probably wondering what hospital you escaped from—”Adriana couldn’t finish because Cameron cut her off. Well, it’s about time you stepped in Cameron. Tell her we’re on a date and that you don’t care about my race. I want to watch her take her foot out her big mouth. Cameron said something; it didn’t come close to what Adriana expected to hear. Cameron: “Adriana, you’re making my headache worse.” Adriana: “What? Buddy, you haven’t begun to experience a true headache, but you will.” Cameron: “Maryanne, I’m sorry Adriana offended you. I’m sure that wasn’t her intentions.” Adriana: “I meant every word!” Cameron stared at Adriana. Cameron: “Maryanne, we’re just friends here on business, nothing else. Now can you please leave so we can finish.” Adriana: “What?” Adriana was taken aback by his response. Maryanne: “Really.” Maryanne was thrilled. Cameron: “I want to apologize for Dr. Bass’s behavior.” Adriana: “Why are you apologizing to Bambi for me?”

Cameron: “Adriana.” Maryanne: “Dr. Vrbaston, I appreciate the thoughtfulness, but she should apologize to me herself.” She stared at Adriana. Cameron: “You’re right. Adriana, is there something you’d like to say to Maryanne?” Adriana: “I have something to say to both of you. Bambi, you have diarrhea of the mouth along with ignorance. Cameron, your list is too long to mention. No one should ever experience the both of you. I don’t recall this being a business meeting. We have nothing in common professionally or otherwise. Therefore, don’t call me. Bambi, you’re right about one thing. I’m sorry about being seen with him.” Adriana threw her napkin on the table. “Mr. Vrbastard, I shouldn’t have expected you to hear any of Bambi’s rude comments, not with your eyes glued to her poorly done assets. As for the white thing being the right thing, truth be told, both of you owe me an apology.” Maryanne: “Poorly done assets?” Maryanne was offended. “I paid good money for this work.” Adriana: “You need a refund. You look ridiculous.” Cameron: “Adriana, don’t make this a bigger scene than it already is.” Adriana: “I caused this scene?” Adriana got up to leave. Maryanne: She noticed the look on Cameron’s face. “I’m sorry, Dr. Vrbaston. Once I get on a roll, it’s hard for me to shut up. I have a habit of making things worse.” Adriana: “That how diarrhea works.” Adriana intervened as Cameron stared at her. “It doesn’t clear up without medication. You need lots of it.” Maryanne turned toward Adriana. Maryanne: “You think I’m a racist. Well, I’m not.” She wiped her eyes with the napkin Cameron handed her. “I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.” Adriana: “I’m not uncomfortable.” Adriana stared at Cameron. “I’m ticked off. Now I’m leaving.”

Maryanne: “Dr. Vrbaston, I’m sorry for ruining your business dinner.” Maryanne left. Cameron hurried out of his chair to stop Adriana. Cameron: “Sweetheart, please don’t leave. Maryanne speaks without thinking.” Adriana: “She’s not the only one with that problem.” Cameron: “What did you say?” Adriana: “Seriously, what’s wrong with your hearing?” Cameron: “Nothing, I hear just fine.” Adriana: “So you heard her degrading me more than you.” Cameron: “I didn’t know what to say. That’s why I apologized to her.” Adriana: “Speaking of that, how dare you make an apology for me when someone is being ignorant because I’m not the desirable type of right. I meant to say white!” Cameron: “I can’t believe you’re making this a color issue.” Adriana: “I didn’t. The both of you did. Now I understand. You’re ashamed of being seen in public with a woman of many colors but not that crazy, overinflated Bambi.” Cameron: “What are you talking about? I’m in public with you, having a wonderful dinner. I recall shaking my butt for you. It wasn’t because I am ashamed!” Adriana: “You said this was a business meeting. Maybe Bambi was right. You can’t afford to have people getting the wrong idea seeing you out with a colored woman.” Cameron: “Adriana, are you upset with me?” Adriana: “Of course not. I always snap at people when I’m in high spirits, enjoying what should be a wonderful evening. I almost believed you were different, Cameron.”

Cameron: “I am different, trust me.” Adriana: “I trust you’re a jackass, and right now, I can’t stand looking at you, Cameron. You don’t know the first thing about honesty or integrity.” Cameron: “I have integrity. I am very honest.” Adriana: “According to Bambi, you give the best Pap smear ever! Was Bambi wrong?” Cameron: “Her name is Maryanne.” Adriana: “I suggest you stop talking and go catch the future Mrs. Bambi Vrbaston. The two of you have more in common than you realize.” Cameron: “What do I have in common with Maryanne?” Adriana: “You’re crazy. You like to play the victim after making complete fools of yourselves. Both of you look better going than you do coming.” She turned and walked away. I can’t believe how the evening went sour so fast. One minute we’re joking and having a good time; the next minute we’re at each other’s throat like a divorced couple. If this is any indication of what a relationship with him would be like, no, thank you. If he comes back tomorrow, Dr. Butcher is welcome to him.

Trying to Right a Wrong

Cameron waved the waiter over, quickly paid the bill, and rushed after her. By the time he caught up with her, she was halfway down the street. Man, she walks fast. Cameron got out and walked toward her.

Cameron: “Adriana, wait.” She walked past him. “Adriana, what you said about me was wrong.” Adriana: “I was dead-on. That’s why you’re upset. You’re trying to right a wrong. Well, it’s too late.” Cameron: “I was wrong about a few things, but you walked out on me. I deserve better than that or at least half the bill paid.” Adriana: “My mistake.” She pulled a hundred dollars out of her pocket and threw it at him. “That should cover the cost of this dinner along with the other rain check you claim I owe you for.” Cameron: “Adriana, what’s the matter with you, humiliating me in front of all those people?” Adriana: “It wasn’t my turn to make the scene?” Cameron: “No, you’re mad for all the wrong reasons.” Adriana: “They’re right to me.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, stay mad. Just get in the car.” Adriana: “I prefer to walk. Leave. I can’t deal with you right now.” She walked around him as Cameron grabbed Adriana’s arm. Cameron: “I can’t let you walk to the hospital from here.”

Adriana: “CV, I don’t want to sit next to you.” Cameron: “I asked you not to call me that!” His pager went off. Adriana: “If you don’t want to be called CV, I suggest you stop calling me sweetheart. For the record, I’ve never used my patients as an excuse to figure out a special touch.” Cameron: “Regardless of what Maryanne said, I don’t have a special touch that makes Pap smears enjoyable.” Adriana: “I don’t care about you or Bambi.” Cameron: “If that were true, you wouldn’t be carrying on like a jealous school girl.” His pager went off again. Adriana: “Jealous of that twit? Not hardly, jackass.” Adriana grinned. “I suggest you answer your pager.” Cameron: “I can’t control Maryanne. I wasn’t aware how off she was until tonight. I’m not interested in pursuing anything with her. I’m not ashamed of you. I’m the HAD man you’re looking for, and I’m far from being a jackass, so stop calling me that.” Adriana: “I’ll think about it.” Cameron: “Does that mean we can leave together?” Adriana: “Yes! But this changes nothing.” Cameron: “I wouldn’t expect it to.”

Sunday Morning

Adriana was madder than ever at Cameron when she woke up. Now I know why they say never go to sleep angry if you don’t want to wake up the same way. I should call Cameron, but I won’t. I wasn’t in the wrong. If he has any kind of conscience, he’ll call me. She tried to reason with herself, but her conscience got the best of her. She picked up the phone, dialed his number, and anxiously waited for him to answer, but he never did. Well, I’m not going to spend my morning waiting around for him. I might as well go work out after church. It was 12:30 PM when Adriana arrived at the gym. She worked out for thirty minutes. Afterward, she retired to the women’s locker room for a quick shower, toweled off, and changed into her red sweat suit. She was walking out the door when she literally bumped into someone.

Adriana: “Excuse me. I didn’t see you.” Oh, hell no. It’s Crazy Bambi from last night. Maryanne: “I wasn’t watching where I was going.” She stared at Adriana. “Pumpkin, you look familiar. Have we met?” Before Adriana could answer, the lights in her head went from dim to bright. “You’re the colored lady who was with my Dr. Cameron yesterday. What was your name…Dr. Bass? Last night was like being struck by lightning.” Maryanne giggled. Adriana: “Yes, Bambi, like a bad storm, you blew in causing all kinds of problems.” Maryanne: “It’s Maryanne. I knew I’d seen you. It just took me a minute to figure out where.” Adriana: “Don’t think too hard. I already know what you’re like when you don’t think.” Maryanne: “I hope I didn’t upset Dr. Cameron.”

Adriana: “Cameron wasn’t upset with you.” Maryanne: “Are you sleeping with him? I’ve been making advances toward him for years. One time, I showed up with nothing under my fur coat. I figured if he saw me standing naked instead of lying down, he might show some interest in me, but he keeps treating me like a patient.” Adriana: “That’s bold.” Maryanne: “Desperate. Bold was when I grabbed his butt.” Adriana: “You’re kidding. Did he get mad?” Maryanne: “He walked out and never came back. I’m beginning to think I’m not his type.” Adriana: “His type?” Maryanne: “He’s gay.” Adriana: “Cameron’s far from gay.” Adriana refused to offer any other information. Maryanne: “Do you think Dr. Vrbaston will like me with a little color? I’ll be darker than you because you’re not dark at all Pumpkin. You’re kind of honey white.” Adriana: “Now I’m not black enough for the man.” Maryanne: “Pumpkin, I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about me. So will he like me if I’m darker?” Adriana: “Bambi, why would you ask me that?” This woman is not right. The sooner I get away from her, the better off she’ll be. Maryanne: “I didn’t mean anything by that comment. I have colored friends.” Adriana: “Ask one of them if you need a tan to get a man.” Maryanne: “I did. They laughed at me. If you could give me some advice on how light or dark I should be before I try seeing the doctor again. I’m sure he’d

want me, you know what I mean?” Adriana: “I don’t know what you mean. I have to go.” Maryanne: “Okay, it was something running into you again.” Maryanne said this sincerely. Adriana: “Uh-huh, it was something.” Adriana walked out the door.

Three Weeks Later: Friday Morning

Adriana: “Jaxkey, when did Mr. Vrbaston drop Viper off?” Jaxkey: “Seven thirty. He didn’t tell you?” Adriana: “No. What’s Viper here for?” Jaxkey: “Suture removal.” Adriana: “Have Kris to help you take them out, and have someone give him a complementary bath. That dog stinks.” Jaxkey didn’t say a word as Adriana walked away. Kris offered to bathe Viper so Jaxkey could go to Adriana’s office. Jaxkey: “Girl, you looked whipped.” Adriana: “I’m tired.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Fine been keeping you busy? We’ve been so slammed the last couple of weeks I never got a chance to ask.” Adriana: “Jaxkey, who are you asking about?” Jaxkey: “I’m talking about my future brother-in-law.” Adriana: “How could he be your future brother-in-law?” Jaxkey: “We’re practically sisters. So what happened between the two of you? He hasn’t been coming around.” Adriana: “It’s nice not having him around, getting in my way, pretending to be a doctor.” Jaxkey: “Uh, he is a doctor.”

Adriana: “Animal doctor.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Fine called five times this morning. He thinks you’re still upset about an incident that happened three weeks ago with someone named Bambi.” Adriana: “I don’t know why he’d think that.” Jaxkey: “You hadn’t called him, but I had your back. I explained how clueless you are when it comes to retrieving messages from your cell phone. I told him I’d show you how to retrieve them when you got in. So who’s Bambi?” Adriana: “He called her Bambi? Her name is Maryanne. She’s a nut. He’s welcome to her.” Jaxkey: “Girl, you left the man broken. Broken means lost.” She offered this quickly out of fear of being snapped at again for not using correct English. “Dr. Bass, get your cell phone so we can listen to the messages he left you.” Adriana took her phone out of her pocket and noticed there were six missed calls. Five were from him. Adriana: “Jaxkey, how do I check my messages again?” She proceeded to shake the phone up and down. Jaxkey: “Quit shaking the phone. You won’t be able to retrieve them that way.” Jaxkey took the phone from her. “What’s your ?” Adriana: “I have a ?” Jaxkey gave her the “Why me?” look. “Oh, my mistake. It’s 23234.” Jaxkey punched in the numbers, then put Dr. Bass’s phone on speaker. Dr. Vrbaston kept apologizing about Maryanne. The more he talked, the more irritated Adriana became. She kept reliving that sorry apology he gave to Bambi along with telling her that she was giving him a headache. She snatched the phone and hung it up. Jaxkey: “Dang, I would have given it back.” Jaxkey laughed. “So how bad is Maryanne?” Adriana: “That demented woman is a patient of his who unzipped her outfit and bared her poorly done breast implants for Cameron and everyone else to see at

the restaurant.” Jaxkey: “Get out.” Adriana: “It was a sight. Bambi went on and on about my color, how I would become the downfall of Cameron’s career because his clients will not see a doctor that is involved with a colored woman—not black but colored—how he must do the white thing because it’s the right thing.” Jaxkey: “Are you serious? So what did Dr. Fine do wrong?” Adriana: “He asked me to be quiet when I put Bambi in her place. Apparently, I was giving him a headache. He corrected me when I called Maryanne Bambi. Can you believe that?” Jaxkey: “You know Dr. Fine gets stupid when he’s upset.” Adriana: “The evening began and ended strange. Cameron turned on two men and three women with his hip-’n-dale routine. One of the women wanted to hire him as her boy toy for the weekend. The men booed me because I made him sit down.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, I feel you on the Maryanne thing, but Dr. Vrbaston likes you, so stop being so bullheaded. Call your man.” Adriana: “No.” Jaxkey: “It’s your life. I can’t tell you how to live it. Don’t be afraid to let Dr. Fine be your guiding light.” Jaxkey walked out the door.

Five O’clock That Evening

As the day went on, Adriana thought about what Jaxkey said. Deep down, she knew she was right, but she was afraid to trust Cameron after what Berry and Kasha did. I should listen to Jaxkey. She’s never steered me wrong, and she is my best friend and has been for ten years. Adriana took a deep breath. “I need to go find Jaxkey.”

Adriana: “I thought you didn’t like that dog?” Jaxkey: “I don’t.” Jaxkey said this quietly as she rubbed his ear. Adriana: “It’s obvious the little guy likes you.” Jaxkey: “I don’t know why. I don’t like him.” Adriana: “I’ve decided not to think the worst of Cameron.” Jaxkey: “Good. I’d never guide you wrong, my confused soul sister.” Adriana: “That’s why I love you so much.” Adriana hugged Jaxkey. Jaxkey: “I feel you too. Now let go. I can’t breathe.” Adriana: “So would you like to get something to drink after work?” Jaxkey: “You don’t drink.” Adriana: “Would that be a yes or no?” Jaxkey: “I work mornings. My boss cracks the whip when you’re late. I really don’t need that kind of pain, you know?” Adriana: “I’ll handle your boss if she gets out of line.”

Jaxkey: “I just might give your offer some thought.” Adriana: “Invite Kris and Amy too.” Jaxkey: “The rest of the staff is going to feel left out.” Adriana: “I thought we’d go out as friends, but if some people can’t make a distinction between the two, then invite the entire staff, but Dr. Butcher rides with you.” Jaxkey: “So, Ms. Big Money, where are you taking us?” Adriana: “I thought the Bah-Raja Bar and Grill, but since the entire staff is coming, we’ll need to go to Mickey D’s.” Jaxkey: “Shut up. you’re taking me—us to the Bah-Raja.” Adriana: “That was the plan at first, but now…” Jaxkey: “I heard the food is amazing with a capital A. I know the waiters are fine. That’s where Pierre works.” Adriana: “They have waiters finer than Cameron?” Adriana asked this jokingly. Jaxkey: “I’m going by hearsay, but it’s going to take a fine man to top Dr. Vrbaston’s sexy accent, awesome looks, and smoking body. Your man is hot.” Adriana: “He’s not my man.” Jaxkey: “Sure he is. Everyone knows it but you. Man, I’m getting hungry just thinking about that place.” She rubbed her stomach and smiled. “I’ll tell Amy and Kris.” Adriana: “What about the rest of the staff?” Jaxkey: “What about them? We’re friends going out.”

The Hook Up

It’s 5:50 pm. Kris rushed into the treatment area; she needed to get Jaxkey’s attention. “Now how am I going to get Jaxkey away from Dr. Bass long enough for Jaxkey to know that Dr. Vrbaston is up front? I need some type of diversion, but what?” Amy walked over to her and handed her a message for Dr. Bass. It was Dr. Wisely from Arizona State. Realizing this was the diversion she needed, she happily gave the message to Dr. Bass. Adriana took the message from her and then headed to the office while Kris grabbed Jaxkey and pulled her into the Xray room.

Kris: “Jaxkey, Mr. Vrbaston is here to get Viper.” Jaxkey: “I thought he was out of town. Why’s he back?” Kris: “I don’t know, but you need to come up with something quick if you intend to get him and Dr. Bass back on speaking . You know she won’t call him back. What are you going to do?” Jaxkey: “Give me a minute to think, would you?” Kris: “You don’t have a minute. I’m supposed to get Viper.” Jaxkey: “We’ll get them together tonight.” Kris: “How are we supposed to do that?” Jaxkey: “Getting her there will be easy. Getting her to stay after realizing she’d been set up will be the hard part.” Kris: “I’m in. What’s the plan?” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass wanted to take us to Bah-Raja Bar and Grill after work. We’ll

make her think we’re still going and send Mr. Vrbaston in our place.” Kris: “Jaxkey, I’m not sure your plan will work. You know Dr. Bass will hang around until we’re finished. And how are you going to get Mr. Vrbaston to agree to meet her there?” Jaxkey: “I’ll tell him Viper’s with her. She wanted him to meet her.” Kris: “Jaxkey, that man will think there’s something wrong with Viper. He’s going to flip out. I think we need to leave it alone until a better plan comes along.” Jaxkey: “This plan will work.” Kris: “I hope this encounter goes better than the first one.” Kris reluctantly followed Jaxkey. When the girls entered the reception area, Cameron was reading a magazine. Jaxkey: “Wish me luck.” Jaxkey walked over to him. “Hello, Dr. Fine. I thought you were going to be out of town for a few days? I was really looking forward to spending time with Viper.” Cameron: “My plans changed so I decided to get Viper.” Cameron looked around the room to see if Kris was bringing Viper. “Is Viper ready to go?” Jaxkey: “No, Dr. Bass is giving him a bath as we speak.” Cameron: “Dr. Bass is bathing him?” Jaxkey: No. “Yes, he’ll be ready in twenty minutes.” Cameron: “Twenty minutes. I can take him home damp.” Jaxkey: “You can’t take Viper home wet. He’ll catch pneumonia. Dr. Bass wanted you to meet her on the patio at the Bah-Raja Bar and Grill at six o’clock. Viper will be with her.” She looked down at her watch and noticed it was ten to six. “Oh, will you look at the time. It’s five fifty. You need to get going if you’re going to pick up Viper.”

Cameron: “I thought you said he was in the back wet?” Jaxkey: “That was before I realized the time.” Cameron gave her a funny look. Cameron: “Jaxkey, what are you up to?” Jaxkey: “Nothing. I didn’t realize the time, that’s all.” Cameron: “I’ll call Adriana on her cell phone and pick Viper up tomorrow.” Jaxkey: “You can’t call her. She forgot her phone.” Cameron: “That explains why she hadn’t called me back. Since I’m meeting her, I’ll give it to her for you.” Jaxkey: Dr. Fine, you’re making things harder than they need be. “I’m meeting her at the grill later also. I wanted to nag her about forgetting her phone. She’s always getting after me for something or another. This will be the ultimate payback.” Cameron: “Why didn’t Adriana leave Viper in the kennel with the other animals?” Jaxkey: “Because…of the extensive cleaning going on in the kennel. She didn’t want Viper to inhale any toxic fumes.” Cameron: “What about the other animals?” Jaxkey: “They went home with staff .” I’m lying again. Cameron: “All right. Tell her I’ll meet her. I need to run by the post office first.” Jaxkey: “I can’t tell her anything. She doesn’t have her phone. If I beat you there, I’ll be sure to the message on.” Jaxkey wiped her forehead after Cameron left. Boy, that didn’t go as planned. Time to put plan B into action. Jaxkey walked over to Adriana and snatched the broom out of her hands. “Dr. Bass, if you leave now, you’ll beat the happy hour rush and get us a table on a patio.” Adriana: “That makes sense. When do you make sense?”

Jaxkey: “I always make sense. You just never listen.” Adriana: “Okay, I’ll go and secure us a table. Don’t be late.”

The Bah-Raja Bar and Grill

Adriana didn’t have to wait long for a table. Fifteen minutes went by without a sign of Jaxkey, Kris, or Amy; she began to wonder what was keeping them. I knew I should have stayed and helped them, she thought as she fumbled around in her coat pocket for her cell phone. She was about to push speed dial number 1 when she heard a man clear his throat. Cameron was standing in front of her.

Adriana: “Cameron, what are you doing here?” Cameron: “I came to pick up Viper, but judging by the look on your face, you have no idea what I’m talking about. It appears your loyal staff has given me the runaround again, except this time, they ran me directly to you.” He laughed. Adriana: “You’re the reason Jaxkey didn’t want my help. I’m going to wring her neck.” Cameron: “It’s obvious Jaxkey wanted us to talk. If it’s not a good time, I can leave.” Adriana: “No, you’re here now. You might as well stay and eat something.” Cameron: I’ve said that before. “I shouldn’t. You still seem upset.” Adriana: “I’m not. Did Jaxkey say what she was doing with Viper?” Cameron: “I was under the impression he was with you due to the extensive cleaning that was going on in the kennel area.” Adriana: “Extensive cleaning? Oh, there will be extensive cleaning when I get in tomorrow.” Cameron: “I have a feeling Jaxkey took Viper home.” He sat across from her. Adriana: “There’s no way Jaxkey took your dog home. Maybe he went home

with Amy.” Cameron: “Maybe.”

The waiter came over and took their orders. Adriana ordered the beef rib tips basket while Cameron settled for two sauerkraut dogs and a beer. They ate in silence for the first ten minutes, then Cameron decided it was time to break the silence.

Cameron: “About what happened a few weeks ago. I didn’t mean to ruin the evening or hurt your feelings. I know you were joking about the client thing, but there are some things I refuse to joke about.” When he looked at Adriana, she was playing with her drink coaster. “Maryanne was wearing me out.” Adriana: “And I was giving you a headache.” Cameron: “What I meant and how I said it are two completely different things. I was so disgusted by Maryanne’s attitude toward you. If I had itted to being on a date, the woman would take up residence at my office. I really didn’t need that.” Adriana laughed. “You laugh, but Maryanne has shown up at my office three times within a week, barely wearing anything. I didn’t think it would be wise for me to state otherwise. I like the fact that she thinks I’m gay.” Adriana: “Bambi knows you’re not gay. I told her a few weeks ago when she apologized for her rude behavior. She told me all about her indecent attempts to lure you in her crazy web of confusion—showing up for exams wearing skimpy clothes to being nude. She’s desperate for affection.” Cameron: “That’s why I had one of the female doctors finish the exam. She was so out of control. Lisa wanted her arrested for harassment, stalking, and indecent everything.” Adriana: “Cameron, maybe we should start over.” Cameron: “I don’t want to start over.” Cameron could see her disappointment. “We need to pick up where we left off.” He brought her hand to his mouth and

kissed it.

Without saying a word, she gently pulled her hand away from his lips, walked over to him, slipped her arms around his neck, and scooted onto his lap. Cameron was always the initiator; therefore, he was shocked by her forwardness. He smiled as she leaned forward and gently kissed him on the neck. Cameron was trying to ignore the lower half of his body. The only way for that to happen would be for him to move Adriana. Otherwise, he would become reckless in the restaurant, and she really would be bailing him out of jail.

Cameron: “Adriana, don’t start something you can’t finish.” He said this in a husky voice as she wiggled closer to him. Adriana: “Is that your cell phone?” Cameron: “Definitely not.” He kissed her ear. “Adriana, as much as I enjoy having you sit on me, we need to get going.” Adriana: “I like when you call me sweetheart.” Cameron: “I thought you didn’t.” Adriana: “I lied.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I have a black tie awards presentation this Saturday. I was hoping you would be my date for an uneventful night of dinner and dancing.” Adriana: “I made plans with the girls.” Cameron: “You’re going to on my sexy dance moves?” Adriana: “How could a girl resist? Yes, I will go.” Cameron: “I can pick you up from work. You can change at my house, if that’s okay with you, of course.”

Adriana: “I’ll have to meet you at your house. I need to stop at the mall first.” Cameron: “I’ll give you the directions tomorrow. But we really do need to leave now before you cause me to make a scene.” Cameron called the waiter over and paid their bill. Then he walked Adriana to her car, kissed her, then reluctantly said goodnight.

Saturday Night

Adriana left the hospital at eleven o’clock to get an early start on shopping. Adriana wanted something so stunning that it would make Cameron’s head spin. She found a silver and black dress with a low V front and back. “This is the one.” It didn’t take her long to locate matching shoes and a purse. After leaving Delia’s, she headed over to Right Touch Hair Salon. Adriana intended to get her hair washed and styled, but after thumbing through a magazine, she found a hairstyle she wanted to try out.

Twilight Night at the Shetu Deville

Adriana was fifteen minutes late when she arrived at Cameron’s house. She might have been on time if she hadn’t gotten herself lost in his subdivision. She grabbed her clothes, stepped out of the car, and walked to his door. She was about to ring the doorbell when Cameron opened the door wearing a blue towel.

Cameron: “Hello, sweetheart. You’re late as usual.” Adriana: “Fifteen minutes. I would like to know how this place is considered a subdivision and not a small city.” Cameron: “We can figure that out later after you come in. I don’t want Mrs. Armstrong to get the wrong idea with me standing here in a towel. She already watches me too much when I walk to and from my car.” Adriana: “Don’t want to show off that rock-hard body?” Cameron: “Nothing about my body is hard…yet.” Adriana blushed at his comment and stepped past him to enter the house. When she did, Cameron noticed she cut her hair. “Sweetheart, you cut your hair.” Adriana: “It’s not too short?” Cameron: “I like it. I’ll show you where you can get dressed.” She followed him down a long corridor. They ed several bedrooms but continued walking further down the hall. Adriana: “Are you taking me to the barn?” Cameron: “The barn is at the end of the property. I can take you there if you would prefer it over the guest suite.” Adriana: “I’m not picky.”

Cameron: “The guestroom it is.”

He opened the door to the most beautiful room she’s ever seen. This room is magnificent. Oh, there’s a fireplace in the bathroom with a forty-six-inch television built in the wall.

Adriana: “Wow, who did the decorating?” Cameron: “Lisa. I’ll leave you to get ready.” Adriana laid her clothes out, then headed to the bathroom. After her shower, she put her makeup on and started to get dressed when Cameron knocked on the door. Cameron: “Sweetheart, are you ready?” Adriana: “I’ll be out in a few minutes.” Cameron: “Come up front when you’re ready.” Adriana found Cameron standing next to the window; his back was to her. The sight of him blew her away. Not bad. When Cameron turned around and smiled at her, she felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. The man looks nice in a black tux. Adriana: “Cameron, you look very nice.” Cameron: “Thank you. So do you. Turn around so I can get a good look at you.” He said this in a husky voice. Adriana slowly turned around, giving him a full view of her backless dress. Adriana: “I could change into something else.” Cameron cocked his head to the side and grinned as his eyes traveled up and down her body. Cameron: “I’m going to keep a close eye on you tonight.” Adriana: “I don’t have a problem with your eyes on me.” They headed out the

door.

It was seven when they pulled up to the valet at the Shetu Deville. Cameron handed a young man the keys to his Lamborghini and escorted Adriana inside. They arrived in the dining room just in time for the announcer to ask everyone to take their seats so they could commence with the presentations. Cameron placed Adriana’s arm in his and walked around until he found their seats. Cameron noticed that someone sat him with Dr. Ivan Ingram. He let out a deep sigh followed by a soft curse.

All Bark and No Bite Was Not the Saying Tonight

Cameron: “This better be a mistake.” Cameron placed Ivan’s card back on the table. Adriana: “Cameron, do you want to sit somewhere else?” Cameron: “No.” If I’m lucky, Ingram will stay home. Damn! That’s not about to happen. The ass is heading my way now. Adriana: “Cameron, what’s bothering you?” Cameron: “Nothing.” Adriana knew better. Adriana: “Your nothing sounds like a big something.” Adriana turned around and noticed a tall, good-looking man heading to their direction. “Someone you know?” Cameron: “Adriana, don’t get into any type of discussion with Ingram. Let your greeting begin and end at hello!” Adriana eyebrow rose at his comment. Adriana: “Why?” Cameron: “Because I said so, that’s why! Adriana, I don’t—” Cameron didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence. Ingram was standing in front of him with a cocky grin on his face. Ingram: “Good evening, ole chap. How’s life been treating you?” He extended his hand, but Cameron refused to shake it. Cameron: “Life will be treating me fine when you leave!” Ingram: “It’s still like that, huh?” Cameron: “Where’s that waiter? I needed a drink, like, yesterday. It’s bound to be one long night with you here.”

Ingram: “Still holding a grudge after all these years?” Cameron: “I wouldn’t call not liking you a grudge.” Ingram: “I figured you would’ve buried the hatchet years ago. I figured wrong, huh?” Cameron: “That you did.” Ingram: “You’re not going to ask how I’m doing?” Cameron: “Ingram, I don’t care.” Ingram: “I am doing fabulous.” Ingram looked at Adriana. “Cameron, are you going to introduce me to that gorgeous filly sitting next to you?” Cameron: “No.” Ingram: “She’s way too classy to be your girlfriend.” Cameron: “Ingram, don’t worry about who she is.” Ingram: “You hired her for the night?” Adriana: “Excuse me!” Cameron: “Ingram, shut up.” Ingram: “Don’t get testy sport. It was just a question.” Adriana: “Cameron, are okay?” Cameron: “I’ll be fine as long as you don’t leave me tonight.” Adriana: “Why would you think that?” Cameron: “It’s been known to happen.” Adriana: “What are you talking about?” Cameron: “Nothing.”

Adriana: “You’re being rude.” Cameron: “Considering the circumstances, I’m being rather pleasant.”

Ingram realized that Cameron had no intention of introducing him to his date. In view of this, he took it upon himself to do the introductions. Ingram walked around Cameron and extended his hand to Adriana.

Ingram: “I’m Ivan, and you are?” Adriana: “I’m—” Cameron cut her off as he moved her hand out of the way. She glared at Cameron. I can’t believe Cameron moved my hand. What is wrong with this man? Cameron: “She’s not interested. Go sit down, or better yet, leave!” Adriana: I thought this side of him was gone. Boy was I wrong; the man’s bad behavior was back with a vengeance. Adriana reached past Cameron and shook Ingram’s hand. “You’ll have to excuse Cameron. I don’t know what’s gotten into him this evening. I’m Adriana.” She smiled as she silently thought about strangling Cameron. Ingram: “Adriana. I love the way your name rolls off my tongue.” Cameron: “Don’t get used to it, and it’s Dr. Adriana to you.” Cameron leaned back in his chair and rested his hands on his hips. “I suggest you let Adriana’s hand go!” He was boiling inside. Ingram: “Dr. Adriana, how did you have the displeasure of meeting the legendary Cameron Vrbastard—pardon me—Vrbaston?” Cameron: “I’m not offended by your intentional slip of the tongue, Ingram. I it there are occasions that warrants my being a bastard. Tonight happens to be one of those occasions.” Ingram: “Cameron, I’m curious as to how you two met.”

Cameron: “It’s none of your business.” Adriana: “Cameron, Ingram’s question is harmless.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, don’t him. You did enough charity work when you said hello.” Ingram: “Cameron, what are worried about?” Cameron: “I’m not worried. Adriana, answer him.” Adriana: “I’m Cameron’s veterinarian for his dog.” She could feel Cameron glaring at her, but she didn’t care. He was being childish enough for everyone at the table. Ingram: “The cougar in a Yorkie body! You can actually touch that thing?” Cameron: “Ingram, go pester another table.” Ingram: “Adriana, I’m impressed. I didn’t think that little Tasmanian devil would ever let anyone other Cameron and his sexy sister, Lisa, touch him.” Adriana: “Viper’s more bark than bite.” Ingram let her hand go and walked to the other side of the table and sat across from her. “He’s really a pussycat.” Ingram: “Kind of like his owner.” Ingram cut his eyes at Cameron, hoping to get some kind of response, but Cameron just grinned unfazed. I can’t seem to make him mad enough to leave his date here with me. I’ll pull out the big guns and go for his jugular. “Adriana, what can I get you to drink?” Ariana: “Coffee.” Ingram: “You’re kidding.” Adriana shook her head no. “Adriana, we have to toast your ability to put up with Cameron and that psychotic dog of his.” Adriana: “Mr. Ingram, I don’t drink alcohol. Coffee is fine.” Ingram: “If you plan on staying with Cameron, I suggest you take up something stronger like whisky, gin, or straight tequila.” He looked over at Cameron, but he still refused to say anything. “I didn’t know female veterinarians looked as good

as you. I need to hurry up and purchase a pet so I can watch you work.” He licked his bottom lip. Cameron: “Sweetheart, you’ll have to excuse Ingram. Your beauty is really throwing the man for a loop. He’s not used to educated women. Isn’t that right, Ingram?” Ingram: “Adriana, there are so many things we could teach each other.” He said this while looking intensely at Cameron. “So many wonderful things that start with me at the top and end with you at the bottom.” Cameron: “Watch yourself, Ingram.” Ingram chose to ignore him. Ingram: “Adriana, let me know when you tire of Cameron.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out a business card, and handed it to her. “Call me when you need a real man to show you the time of your life.” Cameron: “The time of her life will begin when you leave.” Ingram: “I was talking to Adriana, not you.” Adriana: “Hmm, that must be a common saying with you doctors.” Ingram: “I’m serious about giving you a life experience.” Adriana: “Cameron promised me a night to . It appears to be starting out that way.” She watched Cameron grip the edge of the table. She wondered if he was doing so to prevent himself from going across it and hitting Ingram. Ingram: “I’m nothing like Cameron, darlin’. He’s all talk and no hip action unlike me. My talk is backed up with some serious action and a hefty bank . We could discover America together.” Adriana: “Could we now?” Ingram: “Yes, drop the loser, and get with a winner.” Adriana: “The winner would be who again?” Ingram: “You, of course.”

Adriana: “Of course.” Cameron glared at her and Ingram. Cameron: “Ingram, if you’re trying to piss me off, stop. You won’t like the outcome if you don’t, trust me. Adriana, I asked you to leave your comment at hello. Stop talking to him!” Ingram: “Lighten up, Cameron. Adriana doesn’t seem to mind my wanting to discover America with her. If she did, she’d say so, unless she’s not allowed to talk without your direction.” Cameron: “I suggest you choose your next words wisely, Ingram, because if you don’t, you’ll be discovering something.” Ingram: “Cameron, we used to be friends.” Cameron: “We were never friends.” Ingram: “Fine, colleagues. Feel better?” Cameron: “Yes!” Ingram: “Darlin’, I moved up in my career, like the Jeffersons’ theme song ‘Moving On Up.’ I got my own practice, made my own hours, made lots of money, got all the honeys while Cameron stayed at the hospital working those ridiculous hours for a ridiculous pay.” Cameron: “My pay’s not in issue, and the hours aren’t that bad.” Ingram: “Right, you’re wealthy with no life.” Ingram put his hand on his hip. “Your boy hates me because women find me irresistible without the accent. He wishes he was me.” Cameron: “I’m thankful I’m nothing like you.” Ingram: “Cameron, let go of the jealousy. It’s not healthy.” Cameron: “Don’t think for a minute that I’ve ever been jealous of the likes of you.” Ingram: “Then why you keep treating me like dirt?”

Cameron: “You selfish, arrogant son of a…Ingram, stop telling Adriana about you. She’s not interested.” Ingram: “Cameron, you squashed my pride. I’m not selfish. Adriana, what Cameron’s saying isn’t true, trust me.” Cameron: “Like she’s going to believe a two-timing, good-for-nothing, lying jackass.” Ingram: “I’m trying to give her more than you to choose from.” Adriana stared astounded at both of them. Cameron: “Ingram, there’s no way I’d ever allow Adriana to get with the likes of you!” Ingram: “Allow? I thought slavery was over.” Cameron: “That’s not what I implied by using the term.” Ingram: “Adriana, I didn’t expect Cameron to say something so repulsive. I’m insulted for you.” Cameron: “Like hell you are.” Ingram: “Oh, so now you’re an expert in my feelings too?” Cameron: “Evil people don’t have feelings.” Ingram ignored him. Ingram: “Darlin’, where were we? Oh, I was about to ask if you taste as good as you look.” Cameron: “Back off, Ingram. I won’t be responsible for my actions if you don’t stop pushing.” Ingram: “Ooh, I’m shaking in my boots. Cameron, I know how you operate. You run from confrontation, Mr. All-Bark-and-No-Bite. I on the other hand go after what I want. I want this delicious filly sitting in front of me.” Adriana: “Gentlemen, please stop.” Adriana tried to get them to calm down. “Cameron, can’t you let it go for now?”

Cameron: “Ingram, keep it up. You’ll see confrontational.” Ingram didn’t care. He thought Cameron was bluffing. Ingram: “Adriana, we can make a quick visit to the men’s room. I don’t mind giving you a sneak peek of what I have to offer a beautiful filly such as yourself.”

Before Adriana had a chance to let Ingram down gently, Cameron was already flying across the table. She tried to grab his arm, but she wasn’t fast enough. Cameron was now face-to-face with Ingram, reaching forward with one hand. He grabbed Ingram tightly by the neck and proceeded to squeeze. Adriana was in a state of shock. She knew Cameron had a short fuse, but she never expected him to physically assault Ingram.

Adriana: “Cameron, let him go.” She pulled on his jacket. Ingram: “Cameron, let go of me like the filly said.” Cameron: “Ingram, Adriana has two legs, not four, so stop referring to her otherwise.” Adriana: “Cameron, everyone is staring at the two of you.” Cameron: “I don’t care who’s watching. I’m not turning him loose until he apologizes to you.” Adriana: “Cameron, I don’t need an apology. Ingram was joking. Right, Ingram?” Cameron: “Adriana, I’ve had enough of his mouth, and frankly, so should you. Start apologizing, Ingram. If you don’t, I swear I will pound your arrogant head into the table.” Adriana: Cameron didn’t care about the spectacle he’s making. I can’t believe no one’s trying to put a stop to the madness. They’re just sitting back, watching like it’s some kind of sport. “Cameron, he’s hurt.”

Cameron: “No, he’s not.” Ingram: “I can’t apologize. You’re cutting off my airway.” Cameron: “Try anyway!” He refused to let go of his hold. Adriana: “Cameron, he’s turning red.” Cameron: “Stay out of this, sweetheart.” Ingram: “Adriana, I went too far with my joking. I never intended to offend you. Please accept my humble apology.” He dropped his head from humiliation after Cameron let go of his neck.

Adriana had never been so embarrassed. She wanted to hide under the table until it was time to leave.

Ingram: “Adriana, how do you feel now after witnessing your Neanderthal in action? Do you understand why I suggested you drink something stronger than coffee earlier? It’s not too late to order a shot of vodka.” He was rubbing his neck. Cameron: “Damn right you’re sorry! I’m tired of being the butt of all your jokes. I’m tired of feeling guilty for something you did.” Ingram: “Whatever you say.” Ingram took his seat at the far end of the table. After he sat down, people started cheering. The oddest thing was, Ingram wasn’t the least bit fazed by it. He readjusted his bow tie and ordered a whisky sour. Adriana: These people are supposed to be medical professionals, not professional jerks. These two are acting worse than adolescent boys, and no one seemed to mind their open territorial display of testosterone but me. I feel like an unwilling participant on the Springer Show. “Cameron, what’s going on here?” Cameron refused to tell her. “Cameron! How can you just sit there as if nothing happened?” Still, no reply came from Cameron. “What’s wrong with you people? You’re all dysfunctional. I’m sure the Springer Show would love to

book you and your colleagues.” Cameron: “Springer Show?” Adriana: “Yes. I had an unwanted front seat to yours and Ingram’s verbal pingpong match. Did you really have to step it up a notch with full ?” Cameron: “Yes.” Cameron waved the waiter over while she stared at him. Adriana felt bad for Ingram. Well, if Cameron won’t apologize, I will. Adriana: “Dr. Ingram, I’m sorry Cameron hurt you. I knew you were berating him. I don’t understand why. In fact, I don’t understand any of this. I didn’t expect Cameron to verbally and physically assault you.” Ingram: “Thanks for your concern.” Adriana: “Cameron, is there anything you’d like to say to Dr. Ingram?” Cameron: “No!” Adriana: “Nothing?” Cameron: “Tell me what no means to you.” Adriana: “Excuse us, Dr. Ingram.” Adriana grabbed Cameron by his jacket sleeve and pulled him to the edge of the ballroom floor. Cameron: “Adriana, what are you doing? We need to get back to our seats. The opening presentations are about to begin.” Adriana: “I thought they had. I will not sit down until you start talking.” Cameron: “What do you wish to talk about, sweetheart?” Adriana: “Talk about the animosity between you and Ingram.” Cameron ignored her question and reached for her arm, but she jerked it away. “Cameron, you better tell me someone’s going to yell, “You’ve just been punked,” because if he doesn’t jump out soon, I’m leaving.” Cameron: “What is punked?”

Adriana: “So this isn’t part of a punked episode made especially for nutty doctors?” Cameron: “No!” Adriana: “Tell me something. This is not what I agreed to.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, I’ll tell you later. Right now, all I want to do is enjoy the rest of the evening basking in your beauty.” Adriana: “Do I look eighteen to you?” Cameron: “No.” Adriana: “Did you expect me to fall for that line of crap?” Cameron: “It wasn’t a line.” Adriana: “How can you be calm after what just transpired between you and Ingram?” Cameron: “It’s not important. Now can we please go sit down? Everyone is staring at you.” Adriana: “You’ve lost your mind. They’ve been staring at you ever since you decided to act like a complete idiot. Did you forget that you physically assaulted a man and verbally threatened to beat him within an inch of his life because he said something you didn’t like? Next you’re going to tell me it was all done for shits and giggles, huh?” Cameron: “Language, sweetheart. We wouldn’t want anyone hear you cursing.” Adriana: “You’re worried about my language but not your childish display of ‘I’ve seen her first. Keep your hands off.’ What you did was embarrassing, rude, and stupid. You lied when you said nothing was wrong.” Cameron: “I lied. What’s done is done, but everything’s fine now, so drop it until later. Let’s return to our seats.” Adriana: “You can’t expect me to drop something like this.”

Cameron: “I can, and I do.” Adriana: “Cameron, sometimes you act worse than…than…” Cameron: “I act worse than what?” Adriana: “An intact male dog, that’s what!” Cameron: “Adriana, keep your voice down.” Adriana: “You have the audacity to ask me to keep my voice down?” She said this between angry breaths. “You make a complete fool of yourself, and you’re concerned about me? Oh, that’s rich. I swear, your name should be PC—Poor Choice. That’s exactly what happened tonight when I agreed to go anywhere with you!” Cameron: “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Nevertheless, Ingram had it coming to him. I will explain later. Can we go back to our table and try to enjoy what’s left of the evening?” He walked back to the table without her, pulled out his chair, and sat down as if nothing ever happened. Adriana was taken aback by his behavior that she stood there in shock.

What just happened here? And just where does he think he’s going?

Cameron: He realized Adriana hadn’t followed him back to the table. He said a silent curse as he walked back over to her. “Sweetheart, are you coming back to the table, or do you plan on standing here for the rest of the night?” She just stared at him. “Adriana, please come back to the table with me.” Adriana: “I could choke you. I just might if you don’t lose that ‘it’s all about me’ attitude.” Cameron: “Don’t do me like this in front of the guys.” Adriana: “CV, if you don’t stop turning your bad behavior around on me, I will kill you. After the deed is done, I will personally recruit Ingram to help me hide

your body. Judging by the way you treated him earlier, he might enjoy a little payback.” Cameron: “Don’t call me that! Adriana, I am literally hanging on here by a thread, so cut me some slack.” She glared at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Adriana: “I don’t understand why two grown men can’t be cordial in spite of their personal differences.” Cameron: “You’re right, sweetheart. You don’t understand. I’m not blaming you for anything, although I distinctly recall asking you not to speak to Ingram for any reason. Ingram has been a thorn at my side from the day I met him. Being around that man is like playing a round of poker. He dealt the cards. I played my hand. Was it professional? Of course not. Do I regret it? No. Will I lose any sleep over this? Not a wink.” Adriana: “You’re impossible, irritating, irrational, and—!” Cameron: “You should be thanking me for defending your integrity. That’s the other I you left out.” She continued to stare at him. “The man was purposely baiting me. Did you really expect me to sit back and ignore him?” Adriana: “Yes! You expect me to go back to that dysfunctional table and act as if nothing happened?” Cameron: “I do. The only one sweating this is you.” Adriana: “Sweating this? You’re acting like a little boy.” Cameron: “There’s nothing about me that indicates boy.” Adriana: “That’s right. You’re acting like an out of control dog with no home training.” Cameron: “I have some home training.” Adriana: “I made a mistake agreeing to come here with you. I won’t make that mistake again. You can believe that!”

Cameron: “I said I was sorry once. Now I’m saying it twice. Can we please go back to the table and discuss this matter later?” Adriana: “Cameron, why do you think they sit the two of you together every year?” Cameron: “I don’t know. Do you?” Adriana: “I’d say it’s the free entertainment. If you think I’m going back over there, you had better think again.” She walked away from him. By the time Cameron caught up with her, she was inquiring about a taxi. Cameron gently reached for her arm and pulled her away from the clerk’s desk. Cameron: “Adriana, please don’t do this to me. I’m not the only one at fault here. Why is it so difficult for you to acknowledge that?” Adriana turned her back to him. She didn’t want him to see her crying. Cameron turned her around to face him. There was no mistaking the pain on her face. The evening was supposed to be special. I was going to show her all my dance moves, and well, there is no chance of that happening now. Cameron tried to hold her, but she quickly pushed him away. Adriana: “Don’t touch me. Don’t talk to me. Hell, don’t even look at me! I didn’t agree to being a participant on Jerry Springer. Right now, I’m trying to find out what part you played. You were either jack or ass. My mistake. You were the jackass!” Cameron: “We agreed you wouldn’t call me a jackass.” Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, I don’t need your drama. I can’t believe how quickly you can turn things around and play the innocent victim when you’re in the wrong.”

Cameron couldn’t understand how the evening went astray. Every year, it was the same crap with Ingram. The difference this time was, he had a date. Damn, what is wrong with me? Cameron reached for Adriana again. This time, she didn’t pull away from him. Instead, she walked into his arms, laid her head on his chest, and cried while he gently caressed her back.

Cameron: “Adriana, if you want to forego the evening, we can. I shouldn’t have let Ingram get to me. I made a complete mess of the evening. All I ask is that you give us a third chance.” Adriana: “I’m willing to give you a third chance. But if you two start up again, I’m out of here.” Cameron: “I will do whatever you like, sweetheart.” He kissed her forehead. “When you’re ready to go back in the ballroom, let me know. And after the award presentations, we’ll leave so I can explain everything. I promise.” Adriana: “Go back in. I’ll be with you after I fix my makeup.” Cameron: “I’ll wait.” Adriana headed for the ladies’ room. Once inside, she reapplied her makeup, but nothing was going to take away the redness in her eyes. Adriana: “I can’t believe I let him see me cry again. What is wrong with me? I never cry over a man. Hell, I didn’t cry about Berry. Ugh, how could I be so careless? Now he thinks I’m some whiny, insecure woman with nothing better to do with her off time other than cry.” When Adriana turned around to leave, she noticed an older woman looking at her strangely. Woman: “Miss, are you all right?” Adriana: “Yes, I was just arguing with myself.” She said this with a nervous laugh. Woman: “You might want to watch that, dear. You are attending a dinner for medical professionals. You wouldn’t want someone else to mistake you for an escaped patient from the psychiatric hospital down the street. They just might bring one of the doctors in here to strap you down and give you a shot of something before they take you away.” Adriana: “I wouldn’t want that. My evening has been crazy enough as it is.” Adriana left. She found Cameron leaning against the wall with his head cradled in the crock of his arm. She touched him lightly on the shoulder. Cameron lifted his head, turned, and looked at her.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, you all right?” She nodded her head yes as her bottom lip kept trembling. Cameron could tell she was still uncertain about things, and knowing her, things were far from being okay. “I’m sorry. I don’t embrace confrontation well. I’m willing to work on it if you’re still willing to help me.” Adriana: “I should be used to your explosive behavior. However, I’m not.” She kissed him lightly on the cheek. Cameron: “I love when you smile.” I don’t want to be the reason you cry ever again. “If you’re willing to stay in spite of the way the evening started, then I will do the same and ignore Ingram.” Cameron took her by the hand and walked back to the ballroom.

Once inside, they could hear some people making snide comments about Cameron. But he didn’t seem to care; all he cared about was Adriana and making the most of what was left of a bad evening. He vowed to do this come hell or high water. When they returned to the table, Cameron surprised her by walking over to Ingram. He apologized for his behavior and offered to bury the past. Ingram accepted his apology and agreed to do the same. They shook hands before Cameron returned to his seat. They made it through dinner in spite of Ingram’s colored jokes about women, homosexuals, and just plain sex. And when she felt Cameron tense up, she slowly put her hand under the table and placed it on his knee and rubbed it gently. Maybe I should tense up more often, he thought. After dinner, the award presentation began. Cameron received two awards for sexiest gynecologist of the year. Wow, what does it take to be gynecologist of the year? Adriana thought. She watched as Cameron accepted his award and made a very nice, heartfelt speech. He thanked his mother for introducing him to the medical field and dedicated both awards to his mother’s memory. He apologized to everyone for his behavior. I wasn’t aware that his mother has died. I know nothing about him.

Cameron: “Are you ready to leave, sweetheart? I promised to tell you everything after the awards presentation.”

Adriana: “Later. I want to see those moves of you keep bragging about.” Cameron: “That could be arranged.” He led her to the dance floor. “Sweetheart, they’re playing our song.” He began singing a song from Dirty Dancing. “Adriana, I had the time of my life, and I’ve never felt this way before.” Adriana: “Are you having the time of your life, Cameron?” Cameron: “I am.” He kissed her softly on the ear. Cameron began gyrating his hips as he placed his hands on her hips, stepped between her legs, and started swaying from side to side. She felt like he was about to break into the lambada. Adriana: “Cameron, you’re pretty good.” She said this while following his lead. Cameron: “You’re not bad yourself.” He dipped her backward as he let one hand softly trace her breast. When he pulled her upright, she grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor. Cameron: “Am I too much for you to handle on the dance floor?” He asked her as she removed his tie and placed it in his jacket pocket. “Sweetheart, you haven’t seen the good stuff yet.” Adriana: “I’ve seen the good stuff.” She kissed him ionately as she let her hand travel down to confirm how he was feeling. Cameron: “Slow down. We have all night, I promise.” He removed her hand from the front of his pants, but she quickly reached behind him. “What are you doing?” Adriana: “Making sure it’s not your phone.” I can’t believe I did that. Cameron: “Sweetheart, don’t start something you can’t finish. My pride can’t handle anymore noes from you.” He led her back on the dance floor. “SexyBack” was playing, so they both started heating up the floor. Just when she thought Cameron showed her all his dance moves, the DJ played “Drinkin’ My Baby Goodbye” by Charlie Daniels. “Sweetheart, do you know schottische?” Adriana: “Yes. I didn’t think you liked country music.”

Cameron: “I never said that. I asked Amy to turn it off because I had a headache.” He took her hand and ed the circle of people on the dance floor. They danced to a couple more songs before Cameron led her off the dance floor. Adriana: “Are you tired?” She asked this jokingly. Cameron: “A little. I’m not as young as I used to be. So are you ready to talk?” Adriana: “We can put if off until another night, Cameron.” Cameron: “I prefer we talk to night.” They walked to the lounge located on the far side of the ballroom. It has to be soundproof, she thought as she walked over to the brown couch and sat down across from Cameron. “I’ll try to shorten this long story.” Adriana: “It has to be devastating for you to want to kill Ingram from the moment he entered the room.” Cameron: “Ingram was the reason my former girlfriend Natasha and I broke up. We went to a function similar to tonight a few years ago. I was new in town. I didn’t know anyone other than him because we were colleagues, so we sat down with him and his date. The evening started pretty much the same. Ingram started running that same line of crap. I wasn’t impressed with him at work, so he pretty much confirmed my feelings that night. Natasha thought he was entertaining.

“As the evening progressed, Ingram showed himself off as a big shot and purchased rounds of tequila shots for everyone in the room. I mean everyone. There had to have been at least three hundred people there. Natasha was overly impressed and started doting on his every word, laughing at his stupid jokes and degrading comments.”

Adriana: “Why? He’s not the least bit funny.” Cameron: “Like I said, he started giving her his same line of bullcrap he gave you, except she, unlike you, fell for it, hook, line and sinker. Ingram took the opportunity to talk about how exceptional he was as a partner, and that’s when

Natasha started laughing with him.” Cameron took his tie out of his pocket and nervously started playing with it. Adriana: “Maybe she was laughing at him.” Cameron: “I thought that at first, but she was truly taken in by him. He told her to call him if she ever wanted to experience a real man. He knew that being involved with a gynecologist could be boring due to my seeing women naked daily. He didn’t on a day-to-day basis, so a sex life with him would be amazing.” Adriana: “What kind of doctor is Ingram?” Cameron: “He’s a cardiologist.” Adriana: “Why didn’t you move to a different table?” Cameron: “I wanted to, but Natasha wasn’t having any part of that. She thought I was being oversensitive, jealous, and rude. To her, Ingram was making small talk.” Adriana: “What about his date? Didn’t she say anything?” Cameron: “I’m not sure she understood English. Natasha fell for his crap and acted on it one week later. She ended our four-year relationship and eight-month engagement. She tried to give me the ring back, but I didn’t want it. She said that she never loved me. I was just the means to an end until something or someone better came along. She found that better in Ingram. I know I have a few issues to work on, but I am a good guy most of the time, don’t you think?” Adriana: “I understand why you dislike the guy so much.” Cameron: “Ingram has never respected his fellow doctors or their significant others. Natasha soon learned the hard way that things weren’t always how they seemed. She became pregnant after ten months of dating him. She came to see me out of guilt, or maybe she wanted to rub it in. Whatever the reason, it hurt, but I refused to say anything negative because she was happy. She asked to use my phone so she could call Ingram and share the news about their baby.” Adriana: “That’s kind of thoughtless, don’t you think?”

Cameron: “For the average person, it would have been, but there was nothing average about Natasha. She had a way of looking at the world with blinders on. I wanted to tell her that Ingram wasn’t going to share the same joy, but my mouth refused to speak. I thought she wanted to speak with him privately, but she asked me to stay. She put him on speaker phone. I had no other choice but to quietly listen. It took her a couple of minutes to work up the courage to mention the baby. Once she did, he hung up as if she meant nothing to him. She was devastated.” Adriana: “Why?” Cameron: “He’s an ass. He told her he wasn’t giving up his bachelorhood to be sucked into some loveless marriage for her or some bastard baby that might not be his. Then he suggested she talk to me about where she needed to go for an abortion.” Adriana: “He expected her to get an abortion? Did she?” Cameron: “No. The ass had the nerve to ask me if it was mine.” Adriana looked at him with a questioning expression. “It wasn’t mine. We hadn’t been intimate for six months, and my chances of getting any woman pregnant was slim to none due to a bike accident I had several years ago.” Adriana: “What happened to Natasha and Ingram?” Cameron: “Ingram wanted me to take her off his hands. He didn’t love her outside of the bedroom. I suggested she walk away from him and never look back, but she became furious, started blaming me for her messed-up life. I didn’t encourage her to leave me.” Adriana: “Maybe it was easier for her to lash out on you because of the guilt she was carrying.” Cameron: “Now which one of us is playing psychologist?” Adriana: “Please go on.” Cameron: “Ingram tried to bribe me into taking her back, but I refused. When she realized she was nothing more than a pastime affair, she became withdrawn, started calling in sick. She was eventually evicted from her apartment. I offered

to let her stay with me until she got on her feet, but she declined. She didn’t want to burden me with her problems. One day, she up and quit without saying a word. I found a note on my windshield. She said she was sorry for screwing up my life and hurting me the way she did.” Cameron hesitated a moment, pulled his handkerchief out of his jacket, and wiped the tears from his eyes. “I have never felt more helpless than I did the day I read the letter and learned she committed suicide thirty minutes later.” Cameron began fiddling with his tie. “Ingram made a stupid comment when he found out she committed suicide. He said she wasn’t strong enough to survive. How was she going to be a mother? I wanted to kill him.” Adriana: “I’m sorry that happened, but Ingram didn’t kill her.” Cameron: “Yes, he did. If he had shown her a little bit of comion, she might still be here.” She moved to the other side of the couch and hugged him ionately. “Now that I’ve cried like a big baby, what do you think about cheering things up by having dessert with me?” Adriana: “Sounds like a plan. Just say when and where.” Cameron: “My house.”

Cameron’s Place

Cameron: “I hope you had a good time toward the end.” Adriana: “I did, although this evening unquestionably was the experience of a lifetime.” Cameron: “Is that good or bad?” Adriana: “It was a little bit of both. The evening started out strange, but it ended nicely. So I’ll rate it a six out of ten.” Cameron: “Don’t rate me yet. The night’s still young.” Adriana: “How could I forget dessert?” Cameron led her to the living room. After lighting two candles, he turned the lights out. Cameron: “Wait here, sweetheart. I’ll be right back.” He returned a few minutes later with a large bowl of ice cream, fudge, and two spoons. Adriana: “You were serious about dessert?” She sounded a bit disappointed. Cameron: “You have something else in mind?” Adriana: “No.” She took the spoon from him. How can he be so thick? Of course I had something else in mind. I need to leave before my body wins the argument and my mind loses the same old argument. Don’t get involved, don’t let your guard down, and most of all, don’t fall in love. While my mind was on vacation, my heart worked fast and fell hard. Ugh. Cameron: “Sweetheart, are you all right?” Adriana: “Yes, why did you ask?” Cameron: “You didn’t answer my question.”

Adriana: “What was the question?” Cameron: “What do you like about me? I already know what you don’t like.” Adriana: “I like everything else.” Cameron took the spoon from her. Cameron: “Like what?” He dipped her finger into the chocolate and slowly licked it off. Adriana: “I like…I…like you’re—” She couldn’t finish the sentence. Her stomach started to flutter when his mouth touched her finger. Her heart began beating so fast it was a wonder her breathing could keep up. Then her body betrayed her as she felt the dampness building. Cameron: “What were you saying?” Adriana: “You’re funny even when you don’t realize it. And I love your accent.” Cameron: “My accent?” Adriana: “Yes. I like your eyes, and you’re a sharp dresser, but you already know that.” Cameron: “Is that all?” He played with her ear. Adriana: “You’re all bark and no bite.” That’s what I thought until tonight. “Behind that tough exterior is a comionate man.” Cameron: “I’m comionate, good-looking, and rich—all the makings of a perfect man.” Adriana: “It’s what’s on the inside that matters most, not money.” Cameron kissed her neck. Cameron: “I have a lot to offer you from my inside?” Adriana: She was trying to answer his question, but it was very difficult when he was driving her he crazy. “Cameron…I…hmm.” She couldn’t form a sentence. “I want your body. I shouldn’t have said that out loud. Cameron: “I find it flattering that my body ranks number eight on your list. It’s

better than being number one.” Adriana: “The first time I saw you, you looked like you just stepped out of a GQ magazine. I knew that was my lucky day, and then in a split second, you made me madder than I’ve ever been. I wanted to choke the daylights out of you.” Cameron: “Do you know what I liked about you the first time we met, sweetheart?” Adriana: “My profession and all the money I don’t make?” Cameron: “You found me out.” Adriana: “I make nothing compared to you.” Cameron: “I’m not interested in your money. I was attracted to your sense of humor, your ‘don’t take any crap’ attitude. I have never met anyone that could give me back what I dished out like you did. That’s just one of the many things. I could go on all night telling you all the things, but you’re on call.” Adriana: “I’m never on call at night.” Cameron: “What about the night Viper got sick?” “I wasn’t on call. I met you because if I didn’t, you would have found out where I lived and camped out on the porch until I agreed to treat your dog.” Cameron: “You’re making me into a deranged stalker.” Adriana: “I know you weren’t going to let just anyone see the little guy, so I agreed to meet you. So would you like me to stay or not?” Cameron: “I’m not used to a woman moving this fast.” Adriana: “Is that so?” Cameron: “I haven’t received flowers, not to mention a second.” Adriana playfully pushed him. “I’d love for you to stay, but it has to be your choice, not mine.” Adriana wrapped her arms around his neck as she wiggled closer to him. Adriana: “I’m staying.”

Cameron: “Adriana, what are you doing?” Adriana: “You don’t know?” Cameron: “I have a pretty good idea, but I do think we should slow things down. I will finish what we start. I won’t be able to stop like the last time. I don’t want you to turn me away again. I’m not sure my pride could handle another letdown and—” He noticed the tears building in her eyes. “Adriana, you’re beautiful.” He kissed her ionately. His kiss was hot, demanding, but gentle at the same time as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. She reached for Cameron’s head and pulled him closer to her. Cameron let out a soft moan, and then he lifted her to a standing position and pulled her dress down with one hand like a pro. He looked down at her and noticed the small thing she was wearing. Cameron: “What’s this you’re wearing? They’re so thin. Are they comfortable?” Adriana: “It’s a thong. Yes, it’s comfortable. Haven’t you seen one before? Your last girlfriend didn’t wear them?” Cameron: “No.” Adriana: “Well, sir, you’ve been missing out big time.” Cameron: “I’ll say. They’re sexy.” Now she was at a big disadvantage; here she was completely naked for her first time ever in front of a man, and he was still dressed. I need to rectify this situation before I back out. Adriana traveled her hand down to unzip his pants. Adriana: “Are you a brief or boxer man?” Cameron: “Neither.”

She started exploring further. Wow, are all men made like this?

Cameron: “Sweetheart, why don’t…maybe we should…” Cameron couldn’t

finish a sentence. He leaned his head back and road out the storm. Adriana still didn’t have a clue about what she was doing, let alone what to do next. She was just trying to what she heard the girls talking about and made up the rest as she went along. She felt Cameron tense up. He whispered her name as his body released.

Oh, I didn’t expect that, Adriana thought.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, I tried to stop you.” He said as he placed her hand to his lips. Adriana realized he intended to kiss her hand. She slowly pulled it away. Adriana: “You can’t kiss my hand after you know.” Cameron: “I know, and it’s not going to stop me.” He gently placed her hand to his mouth and kissed it. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and with one swift movement, he carried her to his bedroom. “Sweetheart, after tonight, I’m going to make you put away your barriers and lose control.” Adriana: “Not possible. Control is my middle name.” She clutched the edge of his bed. Cameron: “Allow me to show you.” He let go of her hands and trailed kisses down her body. She instinctively pulled him closer to her.

He is not going to make me lose control. He’s not. I won’t let him, she thought to herself. Adriana was losing control. The more he kissed her, the more reason went out the window. She arched her back, cried out his name as her body began to shake out of control.

Adriana: “Cameron, I’ve never…” She couldn’t form a sentence. She was too exhausted, and her body was still on fire.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, after tonight, your theory about sex and love being overrated will be thrown right out the window.” Adriana: “What?” She was out of breath. Cameron: “Tonight, I’m going to prove you wrong about that among other things.” He felt her shift underneath him. Cameron stopped kissing her for a moment. “Adriana, are you on birth control?” Adriana: Are you kidding me? “No.” Not like I had any reason to use birth control until tonight. Cameron: “We should stop. I don’t have any condoms.” Not like I ever needed to use them seeing how I’m sterile. Adriana: “I thought all men carried emergency condoms in their wallet for nights like this.” She sat up and looked at him. Cameron: “Not all men.” I’m not a wham-bam kind of guy. “It’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman.” Adriana: “How long is long?” Cameron: “Five years. I’m a bit rusty at this.” Adriana: Five years? I got you beat at never, which means you’re not the only one that’s rusty. “I don’t want to stop. You’re a gynecologist. Don’t you know any special tricks?” Cameron: “I don’t know any special tricks.” He noticed the disappointment on her face. Adriana: “If you’re sterile, I can’t get pregnant.” Cameron: “I’ll bring you to climax, and then I’ll stop.” Like that will happen. There’s no way I’ll be able to stop.

Never Been Intimate

Adriana pulled him on top of her. She felt the warmth building from his touch; she bit her lower lip and nervously looked up at Cameron. He lowered his mouth, kissed her with so much ion she almost cried. Gradually, she relaxed her mind as her body lost control. Without thinking, she pushed her hips forward. Cameron, needing no more invitation, entered fast. Adriana let out an eerie scream as Cameron looked down, shocked, and went completely still. She’s a virgin? How in the hell is she still a virgin at thirty-four? Why didn’t she tell me? Adriana could feel her body tense from the discomfort. She tried to swallow back the tears but couldn’t. The pain was too great. She let out another scream, this time piercing his ears, while digging her nails into his hand.

Cameron: “Sweetheart, are you all right?” He tried to hide the confusion in his eyes, but Adriana saw the stunned look on his face and looked away from him as the tears continued to fall from her eyes. “Adriana, please don’t cry.” Adriana: “You’re upset with me.” Cameron: “I’m surprised, shocked, and slightly confused but not upset.” Okay, I’m upset but only because I thought you were experienced. “Why didn’t you say something? If I had known, we would never have…” He let out a deep sigh. His arms were beginning to cramp from propping himself up, but there was no way he was going to move. Adriana: “Why did you stop?” Cameron: Why did I stop? Oh, she’s crazy. “I stopped because your body needs to adjust to me. Damn it, Adriana, you should have told me.” Adriana: “I was afraid too! Everyone knows men aren’t interested in inexperienced women my age.” Cameron: “Says who?” Adriana: “Say’s your reaction. I’ve heard men talking about virgin women, how they don’t like to break them in.”

Cameron: “Break them in new, what, like a horse?” Adriana: “I didn’t want to take away the ion.” Cameron: “You still should have told me.” Adriana: “What did you want me to say?” She began feeling guilty for not telling him. Cameron: “I’m a virgin, works for me, or tonight is my first time ever! Can we take things slow? Had you said that?” Adriana: “If I had told you, would it have lessened the pain any?” Cameron: “No, but it would have accomplished something.” Adriana: “Like what?” Cameron: “Adriana, as much as my mind would love to argue, my body has plans of its own in case you hadn’t noticed. The more you move, you’re torturing me.” He bent forward and kissed her forehead. Adriana: “Get off me! I’m leaving.” Cameron: “I’ll get off you, but you’re not leaving.” Adriana: “I’m not staying. I know disappointment when I hear it. You’re disappointed that I’m a virgin.” Cameron: “Would you blame me if I was?” He gently rested above her as his arms continued to cramp up. “I am not upset with you. I am surprised. It’s a good surprise nonetheless.” There was a long silence between them. Cameron smiled at her. “You’ll never be a disappointment.” When she opened her mouth to object, he silenced her with a kiss. Cameron broke the kiss off when he felt her relax. Adriana: “Cameron…” Cameron: “Hmm.” Adriana: “I never meant to deceive you.” The tears continued to fall from her

eyes. “I never wanted to be with anyone the way I am with you, not even with —” Cameron cut her off; he didn’t want her to mention another man’s name, for that would surely kill the mood. Cameron: “You’ll never experience this with anyone other than me.” He said this possessively as his hand trailed down to the front of her legs to where he was still embedded. “Relax, sweetheart, and let me help the pain go away.” Adriana: “I don’t know what to do.” Cameron: “You will.” He started kissing her again. When he felt her body relax, he slowly moved. After a few minutes, Cameron knew she was feeling nothing but pleasure. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. You can close them when we’re ready to go to bed, and that won’t be until much later.” She did and held tightly to him while he pushed her over the edge. “Adriana…I…” He felt her pulse. He tried to pull away like he promised, but he couldn’t. She wrapped her arms tightly around his back and pushed her hips forward in a feverish movement. Cameron was on fire. He couldn’t hold back. Adriana let out a cry as he released himself. Cameron kissed her forehead and then rolled her over on him. Adriana: “I was wrong about sex.” She laid her head on his chest. Cameron: “We didn’t have sex. We made amazing love.” Adriana: “I love you too.” Cameron: “Did I hurt you?” Adriana: Uh, yeah, you didn’t say you loved me back. “No.” Cameron: “I’ll be the judge of that tomorrow morning.” Adriana: “You don’t believe me?” She was still reeling from the disappointment she felt when he didn’t say he loved her too. Cameron: “I want to make sure. You could have a slight tear it being your first time.” He turned out the lights and fell asleep holding her.

Sunday Morning, Cameron’s House

Cameron woke up early to the sound of his telephone ringing at 3:30 AM. The hospital was calling him; one of his patients was in labor and one on their way in. He didn’t want to wake Adriana up; she was sleeping so peacefully with a smile on her face. So he quietly got out of the bed, went to the closet, grabbed a pair of scrubs and a sweat suit, and tiptoed out of the room, gently closing the door behind him. He headed down the hall to one of the bedrooms, took a quick shower, and changed. After his shower, he went to the kitchen, left a note for Adriana on the counter, then he cooked her a light breakfast, set the coffee pot to auto brew at 8:00 AM, grabbed an orange juice from the fridge, and left. It was 8:30 AM when Adriana woke up alone and to the smell of coffee, her favorite morning treat. She called Cameron’s name out twice, but he didn’t answer her. Maybe he went to sleep in another bedroom. I hope not. If he did, that means I snore, she thought, then walked over to his closet, grabbed his robe, and put it on. When she looked in the other four bedrooms, she realized Cameron hadn’t been there; the beds were still made. Cameron was nowhere in the house, so Adriana went to the guestroom to take a shower and retrieve her overnight bag. After her shower, she changed into the black-and-yellow sweat suit she brought with her, and then she went to Cameron’s living room to clean up and retrieve her dress and undergarments. She was on her way to the kitchen for a cup of coffee when the phone rang. After the second ring, Cameron’s answering machine picked up.

Cameron: “Hi, sweetheart, it’s me. If you’re awake, pick up the phone.” Adriana reached for his cordless phone and fell over the couch in the process. Adriana: “Hello, Cameron.” Cameron: “Hi. What took you so long to answer?” Adriana: “I fell over the couch.” She rubbed her hip.

Cameron: “Are you okay?” The gentleness in his laughter let her know that he wasn’t laughing at her. Adriana: “Just bruised my hip and hurt my pride. Where did you run off to this morning?” Cameron: “The hospital. Two patients went into labor.” Adriana: “Why didn’t you wake me?” Cameron: “I couldn’t. You were sleeping so peacefully. Did you find the note I left you?” Adriana: “Where did you leave it?” Cameron: “On the counter. Breakfast is in the microwave.” Adriana: “I was headed to the kitchen when the phone rang.” Cameron: “Did you just wake up?” Adriana: “No, I was cleaning up the living room.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, you don’t have to clean the house. The maids can do that tomorrow when they get in. Just sit back and relax until I get home. I was calling to see if you felt like eating Arabic food for lunch. Unless you want something else?” Cameron: “Arabic is fine.” He has maids. Oh, I am so in the wrong profession. She heard Cameron’s name being paged over the intercom. “I better let you go.” Cameron: “I’ll see you around noon.”

Emergency Phone Call from Lisa

It was 12:45 PM when Cameron arrived home from the hospital with lunch. Adriana set two place settings in the dining room. They just sat down to eat when the phone rang. It was his sister, Lisa. She was upset and speaking too fast for him to keep up. All he heard was Viper, surgery, and sorry in between her sobbing.

Cameron: “Lisa, slow down. I can’t understand what you’re saying. What happened to Viper? You don’t know? He was what? You’re where? They want to do what? How long have you been there? Lisa, why didn’t you call me sooner? I’m not too busy. Disturb what? Don’t sign anything until I get there!” He slammed the phone down, cursed under his breath, grabbed his keys, and headed toward the front door without saying a word. Adriana could only hear Cameron’s part of the conversation. It didn’t sound good. Adriana: “Cameron, what’s going on with Viper?” Cameron: “Hell if I know. I couldn’t understand Lisa through the crying and illogical rambling.” Adriana: “It sounded serious.” Cameron: “I need to meet Lisa at the Animal Emergency Hospital on Highland. You might as well start lunch without me. There’s no telling how long I’ll be.” Adriana: “I’ll eat later. I’m coming with you.” She sounded disappointed that he didn’t ask her to go with him. He’s not going without me. If Viper’s in trouble, I would like to be there with him. After all, I am his doctor. Cameron: “Adriana, there’s nothing you can do for him there. Just stay. I’ll be back as soon as I can!” Adriana: “Did you forget that I am Viper’s doctor as in veterinarian?”

Cameron: “You won’t let me forget.” Adriana: She walked to the front door. “Are you coming?” Cameron: “I’ll allow you to come.” He walked past her out the door. Adriana: “Don’t act like I’ve won some great prize. I’m doing you a favor, not the other way around.” Cameron: “Adriana, I don’t have time for this.” He opened the door and impatiently waited for her to get in the car. Cameron walked to the driver’s side and sat quietly behind the wheel, looking a bit lost. “Do you know where the Animal Emergency Hospital is located?” He asked this with a hint of annoyance. Adriana: “Which one? There are three.” Cameron: “The one on Highland.” Adriana: “Take the Dan Ryan. Get off on Brunswick. The animal hospital is a block down on the north side, or is it the south side? No, it’s the south side.” Cameron: “You don’t sound too sure of yourself.” Cameron drove off in the direction she told him to take. He hoped she was right.

Animal Emergency Hospital

When they entered the animal hospital, Lisa was nervously pacing back and forth. Hmm, that must be a family trait. Let’s just hope she doesn’t have his same take-no-prisoners attitude. Cameron rushed over to her and wrapped his arms around her. Adriana could tell she had been crying for quite some time; her makeup was smeared all over her face, and her eyes were extremely red. Adriana walked over to where they were standing, sat down, and listened quietly as Lisa tried her best to explain what happened.

Cameron: “How’s Viper?” Lisa: “I don’t know, Cam. They won’t tell me anything.” Cameron: “They wouldn’t let you stay with him?” Lisa: “They felt it was best for me to stay out here. Viper wouldn’t let them near him. Every time someone tried to touch him, he’d start biting. Cam, he’s so small. What if they hurt him?” Adriana: “What if they hurt him? Please, you two have a warped view when it comes to that dog. It’s the staff you need to worry about.” Cameron: “I don’t like Viper being back there alone. I will take this up with someone after you to tell me what happened.” Lisa: “I was watching television on the couch with Viper. I ordered a pizza. I got up to answer the door. Viper started barking and carrying on like he always does. When I reentered the living room, Viper was lying on the floor shaking and breathing hard. I bent down to pick him up. He started snapping at me, and then he used the bathroom on himself. Viper has never tried to bite me before. I would never hurt him. You’ve got to believe me.” Cameron: “I know. Lisa, sit with Adriana while I check on Viper.” She did as he

suggested while Cameron walked over to the front desk. Lisa: “Hi, Adriana.” She said this with tears in her eyes. Adriana: “Hello.” Adriana handed her a tissue. Lisa: “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything important. I didn’t know what else to do. Cameron would have been mad if I kept him in the dark about his dog, you know?” Adriana: “I know. You didn’t interrupt anything.” Lisa: “I think Cameron loves Viper more than me.” She started playing with her scarf. “He won’t forgive me if there’s something seriously wrong with Viper. He’ll disown me.” Adriana: “He loves you. If he gets stupid, I’ll choke him, okay?” Lisa: “I heard my brother can be mean when he’s mad. Just be lucky you’ve never seen him mad.” Adriana: “I’ve seen that side of your brother.” Lisa: “Cameron’s been ugly with you?” Adriana: She was about to answer her when she heard Cameron raise his voice. It was déjà vu all over again with a different hospital and staff. “Lisa, sit back and watch your brother transform from sweet and good-looking into ugly, psycho man.” Cameron: “What do you mean you can’t give me any information regarding my dog? I suggest you go find someone that knows a little bit more than you.” Receptionist: “Sir, have a seat. The doctor will be with you shortly.” Cameron: “Woman, are you deaf?” Receptionist: “If I was, I wouldn’t have to listen to you.” Cameron: “What did you say to me?”

Receptionist: “Which time are you referring to?” Cameron: “Where is your supervisor?” Receptionist: “Out. Now go sit down.” Cameron: “What?” Adriana: “Lisa, excuse me for a minute while I rescue the receptionist from your brother.”

Adriana left Lisa sitting on the couch to calm Cameron down and rescue the receptionist from his ranting and raving. As she approached the desk, she realized the receptionist didn’t need rescuing. She was handling Cameron just fine. She wasn’t the least bit intimidated by his huffing and puffing. The more he raised his voice, the more she ignored him. And that just made him madder.

Adriana: “Cameron, people with your attitude are a dime a dozen here. Accept defeat and sit down.” Cameron: “I will not have a seat or concede to defeat!” He turned and sternly stared at the receptionist. “And you will tell me about Viper.” The receptionist glared at him. Receptionist: “Go stand somewhere other than here.” Cameron: “I’ll stand right here if you don’t mind.” Receptionist: “I mind. Does that change anything?” Cameron: “No!” Receptionist: “You’re in the way. The clients shouldn’t have to walk around you because you want to be uncooperative.” Cameron: “I don’t care about the other clients.” The receptionist looked at Adriana.

Receptionist: “Miss, is he yours?” Adriana: “Yes.” Receptionist: “Does he understand English?” Adriana: “Oh, don’t let that accent fool you. He was mad before. You’re really going to watch the man come unglued.” Receptionist: “He obviously didn’t understand me the first, second, or third time I asked him to be seated.” She said this with a cocky grin. “Do you think you could help me out? Can you ask him to have a seat, preferably away from the desk?” Cameron: “She doesn’t need to explain a damn thing!” Receptionist: “Clearly, someone needs to explain something to you. This is an animal hospital, not your place of employment or your residence, so don’t start barking out orders.” Cameron: “You we’re refusing to assist me.” Receptionist: “Don’t you get an attitude with me.” She said this loud enough for everyone to hear. “I told you the doctor would be with you soon. If that’s not good enough, leave!” Cameron: “Did you just ask me to leave?” Receptionist: “That I did.” Cameron: “Adriana, I could use a little help here.” Adriana: She didn’t intervene. The receptionist was doing a marvelous job handling him. I wonder if she would like to work for me. I could use someone with her backbone. “I’m sure you’ll find something out soon.” Cameron: “My dog is probably dead. The only reason you’re calm is because you’ve been trained to be heartless.” Adriana: “I’m going to ignore that comment. Why don’t I go back to check on

him?” Cameron: “No, Viper’s my concern when you’re not on call. Wait, you’re never on call! Don’t suggest anything unless I ask you to.” Lisa looked at him and felt responsible for his angry mood toward Adriana. Adriana: “Cameron, don’t ever take that tone with me again. One time, I can forgive. Twice in the same evening, not likely. I was trying to expedite things along where Viper’s concerned considering I am a veterinarian, Viper’s doctor to be politically correct. But you wouldn’t that with your selective memory issue.” Cameron: “Adriana—” Adriana: “Did it look like I was finished to you?” Cameron shook his head no. “For the record, I don’t take advice or suggestions where Viper’s concerned. You, sir, take mine!” Cameron: “Adriana, I’m concerned about Viper.” Adriana: “I understand you’re worried, but that doesn’t give you the right to act like a jackass!” She started to walk away and then turned back around. “And another thing, I suggest you have one of the doctors where you work write you a strong prescription.” Cameron: “A prescription? There’s nothing wrong with me.” Adriana: “That you’re aware of, but the rest of us know differently. They make good drugs for people with your disorder or whatever excuse you use for that short fuse.” Adriana heard someone yell, “You tell him, sister,” as she walked over to the desk. He’s crazy if he thinks I’m going to take any more crap from him. She was about to inquire about Viper when Cameron grabbed her by the arm and reluctantly pulled her outside with him. Cameron: “Adriana, why did you yell at me in front of my sister and all those people?” He asked this with a confused look on his face. Adriana: “Are you serious?” Cameron: “I want to know what I said or did that has you so upset.”

Adriana: “You need some serious help.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, you know I’m upset about Viper.” Adriana: “You’re bipolar.” Cameron: “Bipolar? Why do you insist on taking things so personal? I’m not talking to you when I get a little snippy, just at you.” He leaned forward to kiss her, but she blocked his kiss with her hand. “Now I can’t kiss you?” Adriana: “I’m not going to let you kiss me after you just talked down to me. Don’t you dare pretend to be the innocent victim and act like you don’t know why I put your arrogant ass in place. And what exactly do you mean by ‘I was talking at you, not to you’? Is that supposed to make things better?” Cameron: “You’re mad at me?” Adriana: “I’m madder than a wet cat in a henhouse.” Cameron: “Cats don’t like to get wet?” She glared at him. Adriana: “Do you really have a problem comprehending what’s being said to you?” Cameron: “What?” Adriana: “Perhaps you don’t understand English as well as you would like me to believe.” Cameron: “I understood everything you said. When I asked if you were mad, I expected an answer, not a sarcastic remark. I wanted to kiss you as an apology.” Adriana: “You really expect a kiss after the way you’ve been treating me? I was trying to be ive to your needs. You’re needy. But what bugs me is how you can act like a bigger jackass than Berry.” Cameron: “Stop putting me in the jackass category.” Adriana: “I’ll put you in whatever category fits. Besides, you haven’t said one nice thing to me since your sister told you about Viper. And let’s not forget last

night. I’m tired of this emotional roller-coaster ride you have me on. I want off now.” Cameron: “You want off? Get off? It’s not like I’m having a great time right now.” He realized it was too late to take it back when she walked away from him. “Adriana, I don’t want to fight with you.” She rolled her eyes. She was fed up, and it was time he knew it. “Don’t look at me like that.” Adriana: “How should I look at you? Wait, forget I asked. The more you open that mouth, the worse things become.” Cameron: “Adriana, if you really want to be helpful, start by getting your pretty little butt back in there and find out something useful about Viper.” He walked away. Adriana followed him back inside and quickly walked in front of him. They were now face-to-face and chest to chest. He could tell by the look in her eyes she was fuming from his last comment. Oh, this ought to be fun, he thought. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbastard!” She started poking him hard on the chest with her index finger. “I’ll check on Viper not because you want me to but because of Lisa, who somehow got the short end of the stick when she got stuck with a selfcentered, overzealous jackass like you for a brother. After my pretty little butt finds out something useful, I suggest you don’t call me or come back in my hospital ever again!” Cameron: “Adriana, you don’t mean that.” Adriana: “Oh, I do. You are so fired as a client and anything else that could have been!” Cameron: “You’ve fired me before and didn’t mean it. You need me in your life. You’re too scared to it it.” Adriana: “I don’t need or want you in my life. You sure as hell don’t need me anymore after last night!” She turned away from him, but Cameron quickly caught by her arm before she had a chance to storm away from him. “Mr. Vrbaston, it’s in your best interest to let go of my arm before I kick you. I can’t talk to you right now. Just looking at you gives me a freakin’ headache.” Cameron: “I’m giving you a headache?”

Adriana: “No, a freakin’ headache! Get it right!” Cameron: “Uh-huh, and I’m fired as a client, boyfriend, and anything else. Do you honestly believe I used you last night?” Cameron looked in her eyes and realized she was serious. “Sweetheart…” Adriana: “You’ve got some nerve acting like I’m beneath you.” Cameron: “Beneath me happened yesterday, sweetheart.” Adriana: “I’m going to ask if I can go back.” Adriana pulled her arm away from him and walked over to the receptionist. Adriana could feel the warmth of Cameron’s breath on her neck but refused to turn around and acknowledge him. Adriana apologized for Cameron’s rude behavior. The receptionist accepted her apology. Adriana could hear the others girls talking; they wanted to know if she would autograph their books before she left. After what seemed like forever, the doctor met her at the door. Dr. Avetale: “Dr. Bass, I’m Dr. Avetale. It’s an honor meeting you. My staff’s in awe right now.” He said this with so much excitement. “They’re hoping you’d sign some books later.” Adriana: “Hello. I’d be happy to sign their books.” Dr. Avetale: “Great. My wife and I are big fans of yours.” Adriana: “I’m just a regular veterinarian like you.” Cameron made a grunting sound behind her, hinting of his irritation. Cameron: “Chitchat later. I need to know about Viper.” Dr. Avetale: “Come with me. I will discuss Viper’s condition and radiographs.” Cameron: “What is Viper’s condition?” Dr. Avetale: “It appears the little guy has a ruptured disk.” Cameron: “How do you know that? If you could start with how it appears.” Adriana: “He used his crystal ball.” Dr. Avetale and Cameron stared at her.”

Dr. Avetale: “The X-rays.” Dr. Avetale went over the radiographs and pointed out the exact location of Viper’s disk problem. Cameron: “What do you think, sweetheart?” Adriana refused to answer. “Sweetheart, can we put our differences aside for Viper’s sake? Give me your honest opinion. What should I do?” Adriana: “You need a new dog. Viper’s screwed. Preferably one that’s manlier, not fragile. I recommend a German shepherd, Doberman, boxer, Akita, or a large mutt. Of course if it must be small to keep up with your small mind, then I suggest a Min Pin, Chihuahua, or shih tzu. They can be mean and snippy like you.” Her matter-of-fact response shocked Dr. Avetale. He heard she was direct, but he didn’t expect her to be painfully so. He would never tell a client to get another dog, nor would he come straight out and tell them their pet was screwed. Adriana noticed the look on Dr. Avetale’s face. “Dr. Avetale, have you read chapter 11 in my book, ‘Molding the Difficult Client’?” Dr. Avetale: “I can’t say that I have. I’m on chapter 7.” Adriana: “I’ll bring you an autographed copy. Start with chapter 11. It’s my favorite. I discuss the benefits of being open, direct, and honest with a difficult client. I believe in getting straight to the point.” She glared at Cameron. Dr. Avetale: “I’d love a copy.” He said this as Cameron stared at Adriana like she was from another planet. “I’ll jump to chapter 11 like you suggested. It’s seems I’ll learn a thing or two from you, young lady.” He smiled as Cameron rolled his eyes at him. Cameron: “Dr. Avetale, what can be done for Viper short of telling me he’s screwed and I need a new dog?” Dr. Avetale tried not to laugh when Cameron asked the question. Dr. Avetale: “Back surgery. We can do that Monday here at the specialty hospital.” Cameron: “What’s that going to cost me?” Dr. Avetale: “Mr. Vrbaston, I have—” Dr. Avetale started to give Cameron the estimate, but Adriana cut him off in midsentence.

Adriana: “You’re worried about cost, rich man?” Cameron stared at her. “I’m sorry to interrupt, Dr. Avetale, but Mr. Vrbaston happens to be a human doctor. He couldn’t cut in the veterinary field. He makes a lot of money, so charge him for whatever you need to charge him for. Feel free to throw in a DAF fee and an AMA fee if he continues to get out of hand. The more he talks, the more I’m beginning to believe in those types of fees.” Dr. Avetale: “Dr. Bass, what is a DAF and AMA fee?” Adriana: “They’re wonderful. I recommended every practice have them. The DAF fee is known as the dumbass fee, and the AMA is aggravating my ass fee, kind of like what Mr. Vrbaston is doing to both of us right now.” Cameron: I swear if she doesn’t get that mouth under control, I’m going to do it for her. “Adriana, don’t start with me. Dr. Avetale, you were saying the cost would be what?” Dr. Avetale: “I have the estimate.” He pulled a paper out of his lab jacket. “The two of you can go over it while I go check on some clients.” Adriana: “Dr. Avetale, I’d prefer that you went over it with Mr. Vrbaston. Viper’s not my concern. That’s what I was told earlier.” Dr. Avetale handed the paper to Cameron. Adriana watched his face closely as he looked the estimate over. This should be interesting. She watched Cameron’s eyes get bigger and bigger. Hang on to your heads, people. Here it comes. The earth will shake. The tides will roll. He will cause a monsoon to take place by Lake Michigan shores. Cameron is about to blow a fuse. She laughed to herself. Cameron: “Six thousand five hundred dollars?” He ran his hand through his hair. “Is this price right?” Dr. Avetale: “I didn’t include antibiotics. I figured Dr. Bass would fill the prescriptions for you.” Adriana: “You need to add that cost in. Mr. Vrbaston, I said you needed a new dog.” Adriana leaned on the wall. Cameron: “Adriana, please. Dr. Avetale, how come the surgery costs so much?” Dr. Avetale: “Because—” Dr. Avetale started to explain the cost, but Adriana

jumped in again. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, why are you asking about the cost? You have the estimate. You do know how to read one of those, don’t you? Or should we see if there’s a nurse in the receptionist area that can assist you? Wait, Lisa’s a nurse. I’ll get her to translate the estimate for you.” Cameron: He glared at her. “Adriana, you’re not helping.” Adrian: “Mr. Vrbaston, I suggest you be quiet for a few minutes and read over the estimate Dr. Avetale worked so hard putting together for you. I know it’s self-explanatory, but if you still don’t understand what is written down, and then I suggest you listen quietly while he explains it slowly to you!” Cameron raised his eyebrows at her uncaring comment. Cameron: “Dr. Avetale, my dog weighs three pounds. Why is the cost so high?” Adriana: “It’s really six pounds.” Cameron cocked his head at her. Cameron: “Three or six pounds, the price still seems a bit steep to me. Hell, Viper might as well be a human with those outrageous prices.” Adriana: “I thought Viper was.” Cameron: “Dr. Avetale, I’d prefer Dr. Bass do the surgery. She is Viper’s doctor regardless of the way she’s acting.” Cameron looked at Adriana. “Will you do the surgery?” Adriana: “I’m a woman. I’m not qualified. Sorry.” Dr. Avetale: “Dr. Bass is more than qualified.” Adriana looked crossed at him. Adriana: “Mr. Vrbaston, you stated Viper was not my concern, and I distinctively recall firing you as a client. So I’m going to have to say no!” She walked over to Viper’s cage.

Cameron didn’t know what to make of the woman in front of him. He never expected her to make Viper or any other animal suffer because the owner was

being uncooperative. Dr. Avetale could feel the tension between the two of them. Dr. Bass was an excellent surgeon. Viper would be in excellent hands. After meeting Mr. Vrbaston, I understood why she’s being so blunt and reluctant to do anything. The man has more mood swings than my wife. If she wants to do the surgery, that’s fine with me. I’ve had my fair share of crazy clients to last me the rest of the year.

Dr. Avetale: “Dr. Bass, I don’t have a problem with you doing Viper’s surgery. However, I would like to keep him overnight for observation, fluids, and pain management.” Adriana: “I don’t want to do the surgery. As for Viper staying here overnight, that’s totally up to Mr. Vrbaston. Like I stated before; he’s not my concern.” Dr. Avetale: “I understand.” He looked at Cameron. “Mr. Vrbaston, I have to check on a patient in room 4. I shouldn’t be long. Please let me know what you’ve decided about Viper when I get back.” He walked away to give them the privacy they so desperately needed. Cameron walked over to Vipers cage and calmly stood next to Adriana. He truly was sorry for snapping at her. Cameron: “Sorry. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.” Adriana: “You’re always sorry. I’m getting off your mood swing roller coaster. I promised myself I would never get involved with a man that had to be handled with gloves. You need to be handled with oven mitts.” Adriana opened Viper’s cage door and gently petted his head. Cameron: “Adriana, what are you trying to say?” He wasn’t ready let her give up on him. Adriana: “I’m tired of this. I don’t need you or your attitude.” Cameron: “I don’t want to fight with you.” Cameron reached for her hand, but she pulled it away, closed Viper’s door, and proceeded to walk to the other side of the room. Cameron shook his head as she walked away. He reopened Viper’s door and reached in to pet him. “How’s my little man?” Cameron panicked when Viper let out a whimper. “Adriana, why is he crying?”

Dr. Avetale came rushing to the treatment area when he heard Cameron raise his voice. He was about to take Viper out to examine him when he noticed Dr. Bass casually leaning against the counter with her arms crossed. Dr. Avetale: “Mr. Vrbaston, what’s wrong?” Cameron: “Viper started crying. I panicked.” Dr. Avetale: “He probably tried to move. I gave him pain medication. It hasn’t had time to fully work yet.” Cameron: “Can’t you give him something to go along with what you gave?” Dr. Avetale looked at Adriana for assistance. Adriana: “Dr. Avetale, Mr. Vrbaston can be a bit thick at times.” Cameron couldn’t believe how rude she was being to him. “Mr. Vrbaston, Viper has a ruptured disk that requires major surgery and recovery called cage rest. Viper is crying due to major pain unless I’m completely off again and the sight of you is more than the little guy can handle. I know that’s the case with me, but seeing how you’re my only way home, I’ll have to go with theory number one.” Cameron: “That’s it!” Cameron closed Viper’s cage. “You’re coming with me.” He grabbed Adriana firmly by the arm. “Dr. Avetale, excuse us for a moment. We have a few things to discuss. I hope you don’t mind us using the bathroom!” He dragged Adriana in with him, not waiting for an answer. Cameron didn’t care who was watching. He had enough of her sarcastic comments, and it was about time she knew it.

Dr. Avetale watched Cameron pull a reluctant Dr. Bass in the bathroom and smiled to himself. Young love. They do make a nice couple. They’re equally matched. I like her carefree attitude, and he knows how to handle her.

Patience Is Better Than Pride

Adriana: “Open this door. Let me out!” She protested, but he wasn’t about to move away from the door. Cameron: “We need to talk. There’s nothing more private than the bathroom.” Adriana: “We have nothing to talk about.” Cameron: “Yes, we do, starting with your attitude.” Adriana: “My attitude? Let’s discuss Viper.” Cameron: “We’ll discuss Viper first, then us.” Adriana: “Viper’s your only option. We aren’t doing Viper any good staying in here discussing nothing.” Cameron: “Adriana, I wish I could undo the way I behaved earlier, but I can’t. Lord knows you won’t let me forget.” He cupped her chin in his hand and turned her toward him as she kept her eyes down. “I can see you’re not going to make things easy for me.” Adriana: “You treated me like dirt. Wait, dirt gets picked up.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, forgive me. We need you.” Adriana: “Viper does. You, I’m not so sure of.” She looked away from him as the tears fell from her eyes. “I promised myself to never get involved with another self-centered man.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, you and I will always disagree about something, but it doesn’t mean I don’t”—love, he thought—“care about you. Would you prefer I got on my hands and knees?” Adriana: “That’s a consideration.” Cameron: “There’s not much room in here, but I can make it work.” Cameron got down on his knees and looked up at her with his irresistible green eyes. Adriana: “Get up before you get stuck.” Cameron: “Am I forgiven?”

Adriana: “Yes.” Cameron stood up, pulled her close, and kissed her. Cameron: “What do you say about finding Dr. Avetale? You can tell him you’re making all the decisions concerning Viper. I will sit back and listen quietly, I promise.” Adriana: “You’ll stand there without saying one word?” Cameron: “It will be difficult, but I’ll do it.” Adriana: “If you’re willing to do that, I will perform Viper’s surgery at half the cost.” Cameron: “Half the cost? What will it take to get it free?” Adriana: “Let’s go before I change my mind.”

When they emerged from the bathroom, Dr. Avetale was standing next to Viper’s cage. Adriana walked over to him while Cameron stayed back, out of the way.

Adriana: “Dr. Avetale, I want to thank you for taking care of Viper and putting up with mine and Cameron’s obvious disagreement. After talking, we have decided to leave Viper overnight for observation and treatment. I’ll pick him up in the morning.” Dr. Avetale: “You’ve decided to do the surgery?” Adriana: “Yes.” Dr. Avetale: “If there’s anything I can help you with, let me know.” After coming to an agreement about Viper’s care, Adriana autographed a few books for some of the staff before heading back up front. Lisa saw them emerge without Viper and began to think the worst. Lisa: “Cam, did Viper die?” Cameron: “No, he hurt his back when he jumped off the couch. He’ll have to

stay here overnight. Adriana will pick him up in the morning and take him back to her hospital for surgery.” Lisa: “Surgery! This is my entire fault. I shouldn’t have left him alone.” Cameron gently put his arms around her. Adriana felt sorry for her; she knew Lisa would keep blaming herself for something she has no control over, mainly for fear of Cameron being upset with her. Adriana: “Lisa, things like this happen more often than most people realize.” Lisa: “Viper will have surgery tomorrow?” Adriana: “Maybe. We’ll have to play it by ear.” Lisa: “Will you keep me informed about Viper?” Adriana: “Yes. You can visit him tomorrow. He’ll like that.” Lisa: “So would I. Adriana, will you excuse Cam and me for a few minutes? Cameron, don’t write me out of your life if Viper gets worse.” Cameron: “I’d never write you out of my life.” Lisa: “If you mess things up with Adriana, I’ll never forgive you. I like her. She would make a wonderful sister-in-law.” Cameron: “Sister-in-law? You’re pushing things along.” Lisa: “I know you haven’t dated in a while, but you need to light up when she’s around. She likes you, and you like arguing with her. it it.” Cameron: “I’m in love. She’s my soul mate. I can feel it.” Lisa: “In love? Have you told her?” Cameron: “No, she doesn’t believe in love at first sight.” Lisa: “You need to tell her Cam.” Cameron: “I will when the time is right.”

Lisa: “If you mess this up, I will personally kick your butt.” Cameron: “If I mess things up, I’ll let you do more than that to me, little sister.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek, then waved bye to Adriana. Cameron walked over to Adriana. “You ready to go home?” She was puzzled by his comment. They had unpleasant words earlier; she thought that was behind them after the makeup session in the bathroom. Cameron noticed the confused look on her face and knew she misunderstood him. “I was talking about my house.” He grinned.

7:00 PM, Cameron’s Driveway

Cameron hated to wake Adriana up when she was sleeping so peacefully, but he couldn’t let her spend the night cramped in his sports car. He leaned over, then lightly kissed her on the mouth. She stirred a little, mumbled his name before opening her eyes, and smiled back at him.

Cameron: “We’re home. Here’s the key. I’ll be there in a few minutes. I’m going to park the car in the garage and bring my SUV up front for tomorrow. Afterward, I will reheat our Arabic food and bring you a plate.” Adriana: “Okay.” She said this sleepily as she took the key and her bag and slowly walked inside the house. Cameron entered the living room with two plates and two root beers tucked under his arm; he noticed Adriana was sitting on the floor, staring at a blank television screen. He handed her a plate and ed her on the floor. Cameron: “Would it bother you if I turned the news on?” Adriana: “No.” He turned the television on; they watched the last part of the news in silence. Adriana noticed that Cameron barely ate anything. Adriana: “Thinking about Viper?” Cameron: “Yes.” Adriana: “Viper’s tough. He’ll be back to his old self in no time.” Cameron: “That he is.” Cameron took her plate and set it on the coffee table. Her eyes met his in wonder. Cameron took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom where he proceeded to undress in front of her. She quickly looked away from him when he dropped his pants. Even after the experience they shared yesterday, she was still slightly uncomfortable. “Sweetheart, meet me in the bathroom.”

Adriana: “Why?” Cameron: “We’re finally going to have that bath I’ve been fantasizing about since the day I met you.” He said this with a husky voice, leaving her to make the decision to him or stay right where she was. Adriana could hear the bathwater running and for a moment thought about running herself. She liked— no, loved—Cameron; the thought of it scared her.

I messed up once by giving into temptation along with telling him how I felt, and he didn’t reciprocate that he had the same feelings because it was just sex, not love. Maybe I scared him. That’s it. He’s afraid to tell me how he feels. Maybe it’s because he feels nothing, and after all, it’s been five years since he’s wet his whistle. For all I know, he’s just trying me out, like a test-drive. Oh, why did I let this happen? What happened to waiting for the right man? He is the right man, but I would have liked to wait until my wedding night. Ugh, why did my mind go on vacation and let my crazy heart take over? Why am I sitting here arguing with myself when I have a gorgeous man in the bathroom waiting for me? After a few minutes of arguing with herself, the heart won over the mind again as she ed him in the bathroom. He was already in the bathtub as she expected.

Adriana: “Cameron, I can’t do this again.” Cameron: “I’m not going to pressure you.” He kissed her hand. “Would you be more comfortable sleeping in the guestroom?” Adriana: “Yes.” He exited the tub and wrapped a towel around himself. Cameron: “Sweetheart, you’re well worth waiting for.” He pulled her close to him. “I need to ask you something personal. Do you have a regular gynecologist?” Adriana: Where on earth did that question come from? How can he talk about a fantasy one minute and then flip to medical examinations the next? Oh, it’s a good thing the lights are out because I have no idea what my face expression looks like. It wouldn’t be pleasant, that’s for sure. “No. Do you know a good one?”

Cameron: “Yeah, me.” She giggled. “I’m serious.” Adriana: “There’s no way I’m seeing you for that.” Cameron: “Why?” Adriana: “That would be weird. Wouldn’t you be uncomfortable examining a girlfriend?” Cameron: “Are you my girlfriend?” Adriana: “I don’t know. We never defined what I was. I just assumed you were trying me out, like a test-drive.” Cameron: “Test-drive? Adriana, there’s a female doctor at the office. Her name is Dr. Elliot. I know you’ll be comfortable seeing her. Call the office tomorrow and make an appointment with her please. I want to make sure you’re fine.” Adriana: “Are you worried about me trapping you into marriage by getting pregnant?” Cameron: “I told you that couldn’t happen.” Adriana: “Do you want kids?” Cameron: “Not really.” Adriana: “But you deliver babies.” She was disappointed with his answer. She always dreamed of experiencing motherhood and having a family. “What if the doctors were wrong?” Cameron: “It wouldn’t matter. I don’t want a child without being married first. Maybe in ten years after I’ve grown up and gotten my act together, I might consider something along the lines of adopting.” Adriana: “After you’ve gotten your act together, in ten years, you’ll be forty-six! Oh, you and I will never work. I want at least two children, and you want none. Are you afraid of being a father or commitment?” Cameron: “I’m afraid of turning out like the man who left my mother when I

was ten years old, and my stepfather wasn’t any better with his verbal and physical abuse. One day, he came home in a drunken stupor and hit my mother in front of me. I lost it. I beat him to a pulp. He did all of us a favor. He left home and hadn’t been seen since. When my mother ed away, neither one bothered coming to the funeral, although my stepfather managed to show up for the reading of her will. I guess he was shocked to learn she left him nothing.” Adriana: “Just because you were let down by the two men your mother chose doesn’t mean you’ll turn out like them.” She laid her head on his chest. Cameron: “If it’s marriage you’re looking for, you’ll have to look somewhere else. I’m not walking down that path for a long while.” Adriana remained silent after that comment. She couldn’t imagine what his childhood was like. She grew up with a loving family. Her parents were still happily married. She always dreamed of having what they had.

Monday Morning Chaos

Cameron’s alarm clock started buzzing. Adriana rolled over and looked at the time. It was four thirty.

Adriana: “Man, he gets up early.” She was still tired from last night, and she wasn’t ready to get up yet. She looked back at the clock and silently willed it to stop buzzing, but it didn’t work. She covered her head with the pillow hoping to drown out the buzzing noise, but it didn’t help. Her only escape from the buzzing would be to get up and turn the alarm off. Seeing how Cameron was nowhere to be seen, that’s just what she did. Cameron entered the bedroom a few minutes later dressed in navy blue pants and a silver shirt. He was so worth looking at every morning. Cameron: “Morning, sweetheart. I hope you slept well last night.” Adriana: “Morning. I did. You’re up early. I didn’t hear you get up.” Cameron: “I have twins to deliver this morning.” He walked to her side of the bed and sat down and started playing with her hair. She began to wonder if it was doing its own impersonation of Don King or Alfalfa from The Little Rascals. “I made breakfast. It’s in the microwave. I placed a house key next to your purse.” He looked down at his watch. “Shoot, I hate to kiss and run, but I don’t want to be late.” He kissed her softly and left.

If she was tired before, she wasn’t now, not after the house key comment. He’s giving me a key. I have a key! That’s…that’s so…Wait, that’s crazy. How many other women have keys? Why am I over thinking this? There has to be a good reason he gave me the key. He likes me, but does he love me? No, he can’t love me. He doesn’t even know me—well, all of me, she thought as she headed for the bathroom, took a quick shower, and changed.

She went to the kitchen to eat the breakfast Cameron so sweetly prepared for her. She was impressed; he made her eggs Benedict, lamb bacon, grits, and a fruit cup, and there was a fresh pot of coffee with chocolate and caramel syrup on the counter. Apparently, he knows me better than I thought. I do love a man that can cook. After completely stuffing herself, she grabbed her keys and headed to the Animal Emergency Hospital. When Adriana pulled into the parking lot, Dr. Avetale was pacing while smoking a cigarette. He looked exhausted. I wonder how much of that is Viper’s doing. Adriana quickly got out of the car.

Dr. Avetale: “Dr. Bass, thank goodness you’re here. We can’t get our hands on Viper. To be honest, I couldn’t get near him last night after you left. Can you get him out of the cage?” Adriana: “I’d be happy to.” Adriana wasn’t sure how Viper would act toward her. After opening the cage door, Viper let out a soft whimper as she gently picked him up. “Dr. Avetale, could you send Viper’s bill to my office? I’ll make sure Mr. Vrbaston gets it.” Dr. Avetale: “I wasn’t going to charge you for anything.” Adriana: “Are you sure?” Dr. Avetale: “It’s not like I did anything short of X-rays, blood work, observation, and pain meds through his fluids.” Adriana: “Thank you. Oh, I have a book for you.” She pulled out a copy from her purse for him and laid it on the counter. “If your staff would like to take a picture this morning, we can, but it will have to be quick.” Dr. Avetale: “They would love that.” Dr. Avetale rounded up the staff; they took a few pictures with Adriana before she left.

It was eight thirty when she arrived at her hospital to be greeted once again by Jaxkey in the parking lot. Now what?

Jaxkey: “Good morning, Dr. Bass. Eventful weekend?” Jaxkey pointed to Viper. “You know, the last time I said you had a hickey, I was kidding, but not this time. Girl, that thing is huge. It’s about time you and Dr. Fine got busy.” Adriana: “I don’t have a hickey.” Jaxkey: “Yes, you do.” Adriana: “I can’t be seen with marks on my neck.” Jaxkey: “I guess you shouldn’t have cut your hair so short. It’ll take some getting used to, but it looks good. So what on earth happened to him?” She pointed to Viper’s front leg. “He got in the way while you two were getting busy? You did a smackdown on the little fellow, huh?” Adriana: “I would never hurt Viper. I would like to go inside before someone else decides to come out and play Twenty Questions.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, chill. If anyone asks you about your neck, tell them you burned it using the curling iron. Can I give you some advice before you start seeing clients?” Adriana: “What?” Jaxkey: “Go put your clothes on the right way. Your shirt is backward and inside. Did you get dressed in the dark?” Jaxkey laughed as Adriana looked down at herself. Adriana: Oh, this is embarrassing. No wonder Dr. Avetale’s staff looked at me funny. “I was in a hurry.” Jaxkey: “You finally got some action. It’s about time.” Adriana: “Keep your voice down. I never planned to be his bride for a night. I wanted to be married first, do it right.” Jaxkey: “Stop rhyming. You’re still in the running for marriage to Dr. Fine. That man’s so into you he can’t think straight.”

Adriana: “Jaxkey, sometimes I think you live on a different planet from the rest of us.” Jaxkey: “Whatever. So what happened to Viper?” She tried to rub his head, but he turned into the little demon she ed with his growing and snapping at her. “See, that’s why nobody likes you, you evil little thing. I wouldn’t be surprised if his head starts spinning three times to the left and five times to the right about now.” Adriana: “He’s not evil, Jaxkey. His back hurts. We’re doing his surgery today.” Jaxkey: “Back surgery? What did you do to him?” Adriana: “I wouldn’t hurt him or any animal.” Jaxkey: “That thing you’re holding doesn’t classify as an animal. I figured he got in the way when you were getting your freak on.” Adriana: “If you’re nice to Viper, I’ll tell you something.” Jaxkey: “Please, you’re going to tell me anyway.” Adriana placed Viper in a cage before heading to the breakroom. Jaxkey followed behind, anxiously popping her knuckle. Adriana: “Jaxkey, stop it. You know that sound irritates me.” Jaxkey: “If you didn’t hurt the little piranha, who did?” Adriana: “Viper hurt his back at Lisa’s house.” Jaxkey: “Who’s Lisa?” Adriana: “Cameron’s sister. She’s quite fond of Viper.” Jaxkey: “Why?” She couldn’t understand why anyone would want anything to do with that dog. “You mean there’s someone other than you and Dr. Fine that actually likes that thing you’re holding?’ Adriana: “Lisa gave Cameron the dog as a gift, but that’s another story. Anyway, Lisa called Cameron yesterday in a panic. We met her at the Animal Emergency

Hospital, and I picked him up this morning.” Jaxkey: “Did Dr. Fine morph into psycho man?” Adriana: “I thought you liked Cameron.” Adriana was trying to maintain a straight face. Jaxkey: “I do. I shouldn’t prejudge the man just because he treated me like dirt the first time I offered to assist him. How bad could he have been with you there, right?” Adriana: “It was bad, Jaxkey. He morphed, all right, into a complete idiot. He was rude with them and treated me like dirt. No, scratch that. He treated me worse than dirt because dirt gets picked up daily.” Jaxkey: “Only to be thrown out. You might want to use a different metaphor.” Adriana: “It gets reused. Nevertheless, Cameron met your twin yesterday. She had the same don’t-give-a-damn attitude when she made him leave her desk area.” Jaxkey: “I bet he came unglued. What did you do?” Adriana: “I offered to help. He had the audacity to tell me not to give him advice unless he asked for it like I need to take veterinary advice from a human doctor. Being with him at times feels like I’m starring in one of those serial life reality shows.” She walked into her office with Jaxkey close behind and noticed the stack of callbacks on her desk. “What? Nine urgent messages? It’s not even ten o’clock yet. Jaxkey, I’ll fill you in later. I need to call these people. Oh, have Amy mark us out for a couple of hours this afternoon for Viper’s surgery.” Jaxkey: “Us? I’m not touching that thing. What if something goes wrong? Who do you think he’ll blame?” Adriana stared at her. “I’m glad you gave Dr. Fine a chance in spite of his faults. Your children will be gorgeous. Just don’t let them have his accent. With this said, I will help you, but if anything goes wrong, it’s on you and you alone. Feel me?” Adriana: “He doesn’t think he can have children due to some bike accident years ago. The doctor said he might have a difficult time getting a woman pregnant.” She said this sadly as she thumbed through the stack, trying to decide which one

to call first. Jaxkey: “Damn, he’s sure he can’t have children?” Adriana: “I’m sure the negative was all he heard.” Jaxkey: “Well, your man is guilty of not listening to what is actually said.” Adriana: “Yes. I really need to call these people back.” Jaxkey: “Good luck with that.” Jaxkey left.

Adriana looked at the stack again and put them in order of urgency. “I’ll call Mrs. Andrews first seeing how Peanut apparently hadn’t eaten in four weeks.”

Callback Drama

Adriana: “Hello, Mrs. Andrews. No, I can’t give a prescription without seeing Peanut first. The office visit isn’t…no…I can offer him a courtesy exam. That will not include diagnostics. Diagnostics is blood work. Radiographs, only if needed. He’s gone how long without food and water? That depends. Where are you now? . Where is Peanut? He’s home with the maid”—How nice, she thought—“She doesn’t want to bring him in.” And you want me to do what for him, wave my a magic wand? Adriana sat quietly and listened to more excuses. “Mrs. Andrews, I would suggest having someone bring Peanut in. Take him somewhere else if money is…the dog needs to be examined if he’s not eating and drinking. That will be fine.” Good luck with all of that. She hung up and called Mr. London. “Mr. London, what can I do for you? Your dog’s psychic…wants you to breed Georgette?” It’s a little late for that. “Your dog…confided in the psychic.” How long will I have to listen to this nonsense? “Mr. London, it doesn’t matter who you see…the procedure cannot be reversed…I’m aware women are wrongly called…we are not made like dogs…a human doctor cannot work on animals…I

don’t care what the psychic told you…you’ve been misinformed…Mr. London…” He hung up on me. Well, he gets a consultation fee right along with a DAF fee. Adriana read the last message aloud. “‘Mr. Cantenelli would like to discuss using diesel fuel for flea and tick prevention for his cats because the vet’s recommended products are too expensive.’ I should have him call me after he realizes it doesn’t work.” Adriana let out a deep sigh, picked up the phone, and reluctantly dialed his number. “Mr. Cantenelli, this is Dr. B—” Adriana barely got her name out before he went on and on about pet products. “You poured hot diesel fuel on how many cats?” Isn’t that special. “Three died. You think it was shock…from being wet…I’m pretty sure it wasn’t the water that killed the cats…I’m sure the fuel had a lot to do with it…You want to mix dip with the cooled fuel…I can’t imagine that working…We never advise using dip or diesel fuel on cats…I wouldn’t recommend gasoline either…I wouldn’t try lighting it or the cat either. There isn’t a flea dip made for cats…When they make a dip for cats short of the owner, somebody needs to tell me…No, I said when they make a dip…I’m still here. No…we’ve never recommended…I would be more than happy to discuss prevention with your wife.” Whatever gets you off this phone. “She’s on her way here.” Lovely, let’s hope she has more common sense than you. “I’ll talk to her when she gets here.” Lord, strengthen me. If this is an indication of how the rest of my day will be, I’m going to need it. “Mr. Boston, hello…sorry, we don’t treat bovine here…cows, no…we don’t process them either. Have a nice day.”

Adriana finished all her calls and headed to the treatment area when Amy informed her that Mrs. Cantenelli was up front. That was fast. I bet she got tired of him killing the family pets. After explaining the purpose of flea prevention to Mrs. Cantenelli, the Londons walked in with Georgette and some woman. What part of I can’t put her uterus back did they not understand?

Mr. London: “Dr. Bass! We’d like a moment of your time.” Adriana: So would everybody before you. “Mr. and Mrs. London, what can I do for you?” The woman standing next to them glared at her.

Mrs. London: “We would like for you to meet Melinda, Georgette’s psychic, her confidant, so to speak.” Mr. London: “She’s amazing. They’ve been sharing some very interesting things, things you should hear for yourself, not over the phone.”

This is utterly ridiculous. What more is there for me to say short of telling all these people to drive a little further down the road and check in at the psychiatric hospital?

Mr. London: “Dr. Bass, I shouldn’t have hung up on you earlier, but I’m telling you, Melinda can actually read Georgette’s mind.”

Yeah? Can she read mine? Adriana thought as she quietly listened.

Mr. London: “Melinda said Georgette told her that she chews on the furniture, soils the carpet, ignores us when we call her, and bites us because she’s upset with us for spaying her before she had the chance to experience motherhood. She promised that if we unspay her, she’ll be a better dog. Can you believe it?” He slapped his cap across his knee, full of excitement. Adriana: “No. Neither should you. Take your blinders off. Open your eyes. The woman is a quack.” Mr. London: “No, she isn’t. I get goose bumps just thinking about it.” Mr. London bent over to hug Georgette. “So what you think about unspaying her, Doc?” Adriana: Nice, you get goose bumps. I get sick every time I hear you talk. I can’t believe someone with his knowledge would be that naïve. “Mr. London, Georgette’s surgery cannot be reversed. She’s acting out because you allow it. I don’t care what asinine excuse you get from this woman. Your dog needs

discipline in the form of training.” Adriana said this while looking sternly at Melinda. Mr. London: “Dr. Bass, are you implying Georgette has been lying to Melinda?” Mr. London turned Georgette’s face toward his and began scolding the dog. “Georgette, if you’ve been wasting Melinda’s time, I’m grounding you. No more treats.” Adriana: Oh, this man is just as crazy as the so-called pet psychic. I need to put an end to this madness before I hurt someone. “Melinda, can you tell Mr. London what I’m thinking right now?” Mr. London: “Dr. Bass, how dare you insult Melinda? Where do you get off insinuating that our precious Georgette would deceive anyone by lying or acting out? She’s upset over this whole ordeal. You are not a mother. You could never understand what any of this means to her.” Adriana: The dog’s the only sane one. I see why she acts out. She got stuck with owners that are as nutty as they come. She acts out to fit in. Mrs. London: “Dr. Bass, our Georgette is not a spoiled brat. She doesn’t get her way every time her tail wags. She really wants to experience motherhood. Tell her, Melinda.” Adriana: “Yes, tell me Melinda.” Adriana hoped Melinda would speak up, but she didn’t. She stood there like a bump on a log. Mr. London: “Dr. Bass, we pay good money for Georgette’s sessions with Melinda—$135 an hour, four hours a day, three days a week, to be exact. We signed her up for a sixteen-week session and paid in advance. Therefore, Melinda would know our dog better than you. You on the other hand only see her a few times throughout the year. So tell us now what you think.” Adriana: “You people are crazy, and Melinda is making a killing off of you. One hundred thirty-five dollars an hour, four hours a day, three days a week? That’s…that’s $1,620 a week. For sixteen weeks, that’s $25,960. I think you need to cancel your contract with Melinda. You’re being taken advantage of. Find yourself a dog behaviorist, preferably one that’s been to school for veterinary medicine. Even the best animal behaviorist doesn’t charge those outrageous prices. Melinda, you should be in jail for extortion and fraud.”

Mr. London: “Dr. Bass, we don’t appreciate your attitude toward Melinda. You’re jealous because she can do something you can’t. You need to apologize to Melinda right now! Or we’re taking our business elsewhere. You’ll never see us again.” Adriana: “Promise.” Who in their right mind would be jealous of deceitfulness and stupidity? “Melinda, is there anything you would like to add seeing how Georgette apparently told you that her uterus could be rebuilt, replaced, and retrieved from where, I don’t know, but I’m sure if you asked her right now, she’ll tell you.” Melinda: “No, I’m here for moral .” Adriana: “I figured you could shed some light on this matter by having a little one-on-one time with Georgette now. Ask her how she’s supposed to get her uterus back along with how I would go about reversing a spay that was done eight years ago seeing how she knows her body better than me. I’m just a veterinarian. What do I know?” Melinda: “I’m not sure she would talk right now. Animal hospitals and doctors make her nervous.” Melinda stated this while nervously playing with her hands. “She doesn’t like mixed folks.” Adriana: “Animal hospitals, doctors, and mixed folks make her nervous. Well, that puts us in a pickle, doesn’t it? Try anyway. Offer her a treat if she responds.” Melinda: “You expect me to talk to her now?” Adriana: “it you’ve wasted everyone’s time, you’ve taken advantage of the Londons, and it it would take a miracle for this dog to become pregnant. You know a miracle is an act from God. You’re not him. Neither am I, so stop giving these people false hope.” Mrs. London: “Dr. Bass, we expect you to put back what you took from Georgette eight years ago today. It’s as simple as that. Georgette wants to experience motherhood!” Adriana: “I can’t do anything except suggest a behaviorist for your dog, a therapist for you, and a police report against Melinda.”

Mrs. London: “Enough! We will find someone who’s willing to help us. Come along, Harold, Melinda. There’s no need for us to waste any more time talking to her.” Mrs. London stormed out with the other two on her heels. As Mrs. London reached the door, she turned around and looked sternly at Adriana. “Dr. Bass, we are never ever coming back!” Adriana: What a blessing. “That’s your choice.” Adriana walked to the back. Jaxkey followed Adriana. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, how did you keep a straight face through all of that nonsense?” Adriana: “I don’t know, but none of those people should be allowed out without proper supervision and drugs. That Melinda woman needs to go to jail for extortion. I should turn her in. I wonder if she would see it coming.” Adriana giggled. Jaxkey: “Not unless you told the dog. Let’s turn Melinda in, then I can take over and charge the Londons half the price she does and still come out ahead.” Jaxkey laughed. Adriana: “You wouldn’t do that, Jaxkey.” Jaxkey: “I’d do anything if the price is right.” Adriana: “No, you wouldn’t. You’re honest, you have integrity, and you have something Melinda doesn’t. You have a conscience. You wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing you swindle people.” Jaxkey: “You’re right. Anyway, Mr. Vrbaston wants you to call him after surgery. Mr. Degkinko wants to know if he should give Obsob away or turn him loose at the park.” Adriana: “What’s an Obsob?” Adriana looked confused. Jaxkey: “It’s an Armadillo. He trapped it last week.” Adiana: “Tell him to turn the possum in a half shell loose. I’ll call Mr. Vrbaston after surgery. Is there anything else before I head into this room?”

Jaxkey: “Dr. Butcher would like to leave after lunch. She has a migraine. And Dr. Miles has to leave at three o’clock for a concert, and the junior vet called in sick, which means you’ll be here alone for the evening.” Adriana: I am ready for this day to end, and it hasn’t begun yet. “If Dr. Butcher’s going to leave early, block me out for the rest of the morning. We’re doing Viper’s surgery.” Adriana headed to the breakroom. She expected to find Dr. Butcher lying down in the dark, not sitting on the table laughing, talking to whoever on her cell phone. She looks fine to me. “Dr. Butcher, Jaxkey said you plan on leaving after lunch due to your migraine?” Dr. Butcher: “I have a killer migraine.” She whispered, holding her phone tightly against her side. “I did plan on telling after I got off the phone.” Adriana: “Hmm. You should leave now. Dr. Miles and I can handle it until he leaves at three.” Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Miles is leaving early today?” Adriana: “Yes.” As if you didn’t already know. “I can take care of things by myself.” Like a couple of weeks ago when you left me handling most of the emergencies until Dr. Miles showed up. Dr. Bucher: “I don’t want to leave you shorthanded.” Adriana: It’s never stopped you before. “Whatever you decide, you need to let me know before noon.” She turned to leave. Dr. Butcher: “Dr. Bass, I changed my mind. I’ll ride my headache out.” Adriana: Sure you will. After I changed it for you. “It’s your call.”

Surgery Room

Jaxkey was anxious to get Viper’s surgery started. The sooner they finished with him, the sooner she would get to leave later on tonight. She had a hot date lined up with Pierre, and there was no way Viper or anyone else for that matter was messing this night up. Pierre turned out to be someone very special. Dr. Bass thinks I cleaned up my vocabulary because of her threats to hire an interpreter, but that’s not it at all. Pierre said he liked me, and he would like me even more if I would lose that thuggish slang. He didn’t find it attractive, and an attractive lady such as me shouldn’t degrade herself by speaking incorrectly. Therefore, I’m dropping all my hip-hop jive talk. The surgery room is ready to go. Now all I need is a doctor. Jaxkey left surgery in search for Dr. Bass.

Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, there’s a dog in surgery howling your name. Let’s get the party started.” Adriana: “I’m coming. Why are you not speaking in code?” Jaxkey: “I grew out of that, but if you to miss it, I’ll throw a few words your way. Okay?” Adriana: “Uh-huh, your change in vocabulary wouldn’t have anything to do with a good-looking French restaurant owner that loves to play waiter named Pierre, would it?” Jaxkey: “Maybe a little. Okay, a lot. Now come anesthetize this thing before you scrub up.”

Viper’s surgery went better than she anticipated; she was in and out in less than three hours. She left Viper with Amy in ICU to recover him and ister his pain medication while she went up front to speak with Lisa. After talking with her, she called Cameron’s office and left a message with his secretary about

Viper’s surgery.

Cameron’s Office, 4:30 PM

Cameron was literally worn out from his last surgery. The babies didn’t have the same plan as him or their mother. They were content staying in the birth canal. He wanted to go lie down for an hour to gather his thoughts, but he couldn’t because if he did, he wouldn’t want to get up, and that wouldn’t be good seeing how he was on call tonight. Cameron walked into his office and noticed that there was a message from Adriana taped to his computer screen. How many times must I tell the secretary not to tape messages to my computer screen? He gently peeled it off and read it. He was relieved to know that Viper’s surgery went well. He picked up the phone to call Adriana back, but Wendi informed him that he missed her by half a second; she just walked into a room. He asked her to tell Adriana he was on his way there; he would like to take her and Jaxkey out to eat before he had to go back to the hospital. Wendy assured him that she would give Dr. Bass the message and rudely hung up the phone.

5:30 PM

Wendi: “Dr. Bass, Mr. Vrbaston’s up front.” Wendy forgot to give her his message from earlier. “He’s taking you and Jaxkey to dinner. I forgot to tell you, sorry.” Adriana: “Send Mr. Vrbaston to my office.” Wendi: “Do I need to bring him back?” Adriana: “He knows the way.” Adriana headed to her office. Cameron found her sitting at the desk. She was writing in a chart. He lightly tapped on the door. “Hello, Cameron.” Cameron: “Hi, sweetheart, how are you doing?”

Adriana: “Better now that this crazy day is over.” She yawned. “How did your day go?” Cameron: “It’s not over yet. So are you and Jaxkey ready to leave? But if you’re too exhausted to eat, we can have dinner another night.” Adriana: “I didn’t realize you were coming tonight. If I had known you were coming, I wouldn’t have let Kris take Viper home. I hope you don’t mind. I should have discussed it with you first.” Cameron: “Viper’s in good hands. I take it Wendi’s new. I left several messages with her. She didn’t to give them to you. She didn’t even speaking to me earlier.” Adriana: “It’s her first day. I will discuss it with her later. As for dinner, it will be the two of us. Jaxkey has plans with Pierre tonight.” Cameron: “Who is Pierre?” Adriana: “She hasn’t introduced us yet. He owns a restaurant.” Cameron: “She will eventually. So are you ready to go?” Adriana: “Not yet. I need to call Heidi, my hairstylist, and—” Her protest fell on deaf ears as he grabbed her hand. Cameron: “We need to eat something. I need to keep my strength for later. Mrs. Blackstone is due sometime this evening with triplets. I have a set of twins to deliver after that. It’s baby conspiracy tonight. There’s no telling when you’ll see me again.” Adriana: “In that case, let’s go.” Adriana followed Cameron to the Chicago Hot Dog Restaurant. She parked next to him, got out the car, and followed him to the patio. Cameron: “Adriana, have you been here before?” Adriana: “No.” Cameron: “You’ll like this place. If you want something light, I’d recommend

the all-beef, tomato, red onion hot dog. It sounds disgusting, but it’s actually good.” Adriana: “Well, if you recommend it.” Adriana ordered the hot dog with a root beer while Cameron ordered two Chicago-style hot dogs loaded with extra onions and two large glasses of ice water. “Thirsty?” Cameron: “Surgery took a lot out of me. Speaking of surgery, is there anything I need to know about Viper?” Adriana: “He’ll need to be on cage rest for eight weeks. Do you think you and Lisa can handle not letting him run around or jump on the furniture for that long?” Cameron: “Yes. Did Viper give Jaxkey a hard time?” Adriana: “He warmed up to her as the day went on. In fact, he was the uneventful part of my day.” Cameron: “What happened?” Adriana: “I had to deal with a woman who wanted me to treat her dog over the phone. She didn’t want to pay the thirty-five-dollar office visit or ninety-fivedollar diagnostics fee. They were too high.” Cameron: “Really? What kind of owner is she?” Adriana: “Irresponsible. She’s on vacation in .” Cameron: “She’s in while her dog is home sick, and the office visit’s too high? Isn’t that rich.” Adriana: “It gets better. I had a gentleman call that accidentally killed two of his cats using dog dip mixed with heated diesel fuel for flea prevention. He wanted to know if he should try mixing the dip with hot gasoline. Someone told him it works better for flea and tick control.” Cameron: “You can use diesel fuel and gasoline on a cat? How did he plan on heating up the gasoline?”

Adriana: “No, you’re not supposed to dip them either. I didn’t ask. Needless to say, his wife was brighter than him. She came in and purchased some topical prevention for the remaining cats. I saved the best for last.” Cameron: “There’s more?” Adriana: “This old couple came in with a so-called pet psychic, who’s a manipulative pet extortionist. This woman convinced them that their dog was telepathically speaking to her. She claimed the dog told her she was biting them, chewing on the furniture, and soiling all over the house because she was upset about being spayed nine years ago. Apparently, the dog informed her spay could be reversed. She could experience motherhood and be a better pet.” Cameron: “Seriously?” Cameron laughed. Adriana: “Stop laughing. I recall someone wanting their dog’s dignity back after being neutered.” Cameron: “That was a joke. These people sound off.” Adriana: “They pay that extortionist $135 an hour for four hours, three days a week. That’s $1,620 a week. They prepaid upfront cash for sixteen weeks. That’s $25,920 dollars.” Cameron: “Outrageous. They actually believed this woman?” Adriana: “Yes, and called me a liar when I said she misled them. What they wanted and expected couldn’t be done. All three of them need to be locked up somewhere safe for their own good.” Cameron continued to laugh. “Needless to say, they stormed out of my office vowing to never come back. There has to be a full moon tonight.” Cameron’s pager went off. Cameron: “I have to leave. The babies are calling.” Adriana: “Okay. Will I see you later tonight?” Cameron: “I’m going out of town tonight. I’ll be gone for two weeks. I’ll call you when I get back.

What? Can’t you call me while you’re gone? Who are you going to see? She was getting upset and jealous when she really had no reason to be. It wasn’t as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

Adriana: “Cameron, go ahead and leave. I’ll pick up the tab.” Cameron: “Have you made the doctor’s appointment?” Adriana: “I’ll call when I get time.” Cameron: “Make the time this week please.” Adriana: “I said I would.” She looked away from him. “You really need to get going before those babies come without you.”

Two Weeks Later, Friday Night, Hospital Parking Lot

Cameron arrived back in town earlier than expected. He tried several times to get in touch with Adriana, but her cell phone went straight to voice mail. Her home phone the answering machine would pick up. The last two weeks seemed like an eternity without seeing her or talking to her. He decided to head over to the animal hospital. Cameron pulled into the parking lot unnoticed by Adriana. She was standing next to her car, talking to a tall man. He got out his car and walked over toward them.

Cameron: “Adriana.” He said her name softly while staring at the gentleman next to her. She turned at the sound of his voice. Adriana: “Hi. How long have you been standing there?” Cameron: “Not long. Is your cell phone out of service?” Adriana: “No, it’s off. When did you get back in town?” She asked this while studying the hard expression on his face; his eyes were soft, but his half-smile held a hint of confusion and anger. Cameron: “An hour ago. I’ve been trying to get in touch with you. Of course you would have known this had your phone been on.” The man next to her stared at him like he was crazy. “So did you ever get around to making an appointment?” Adriana: “I can’t get in for a couple of weeks.” She said this sharply as the man next to her gently caressed her hand. Cameron let out a deep sigh as a surge of jealousy washed over him. He had no idea who the man was, nor did he care. He just wanted him to release Adriana’s hand quickly if he valued his life. Cameron: “Sweetheart, I can get you in tomorrow.” Adriana: “I’ll go in when I’m supposed to.”

Mike: “Adriana, honey, are you sick?” The man asked her this with deep concern. Adriana: “Mike, it’s nothing, just a yearly physical.” She laughed, trying to hide her embarrassment. How could he ask me something so personal in front of a stranger? “Doctors, they want to see you once a year to make sure things are fine.” Cameron: “Adriana, do you plan on introducing us?” Cameron asked this with a hint of frustration. Adriana: “How rude of me. Mike, Cameron. Cameron, Mike.” Mike released Adriana’s hand to shake hands with Cameron, who reluctantly shook his hand. Mike: “Cameron, how did you meet Adriana?” He asked this as he ively put his arm around her. Cameron: “My dog.” The annoyance in his voice made her nervous. “She’s his doctor among other things.” He looked at her. Mike: He raised his eyebrow at Cameron’s harsh tone. “I figured you were in the medical field like me. I’m a drug rep. I work for Caston’s. They’re one of the largest veterinary pharmaceutical companies.” Cameron: “I’m a doctor in the human field.” Mike: “What’s your specialty?” Cameron: “Women.” He kept his answer short and simple. Adriana: “Cameron’s a gynecologist.” Adriana was embarrassed by his behavior. Mike: “I could never picture myself as a women’s doctor. If I had to look down there every day, I think I would lose interest in women. Yeah, I’m better selling things.” Cameron: “Isn’t for everyone.” Mike: “No, it isn’t. Adriana, it’s been great visiting you. I’ll be back next month on the fifth. Keep that night open for dinner.” He kissed her hand, then left.

Cameron: “New boyfriend?” Adriana: “Mike is just a drug representative. No need to get your hackles up. You’re back from where? With whom?” Cameron: “I was at a doctors’ convention alone.” Adriana: “You couldn’t use the phone at night to call me?” Cameron: “I could have, but I didn’t want to. It’s not like you would have known I was back. Your cell phone’s off.” Adriana: “I missed you too, Cameron.” Cameron: “Really? You didn’t notice when I pulled up. I know you have a lot of client, but how many pull into your parking lot driving a Lamborghini or a Viper?” Adriana: “Cameron, did you come here to see me or pick a fight?” Cameron: “A little bit of both.” He smiled as he pulled her close and kissed her lightly on the mouth. “You’re fun to fight with. I love making up with you.” Adriana: “I really did miss you.” Cameron: “Prove it.” Adriana: “Take me home, and I will.”

Doctor’s Appointment Five Weeks Later

Adriana was running late as usual, but what else was new? When am I ever on time? I’ll be late for my own funeral. Dang it, where are my keys? She couldn’t where she last had them. After turning over all the couch cushions, she found them on the floor, hidden under the empty pizza box. How did they get there? Then she ed watching a movie with Cameron on the floor. She picked up her keys, ran out the door, and headed to the doctor’s office. I can’t wait for this appointment to be over so Cameron will stop hounding me about birth control pills. I need to to ask for some of those before I leave. I know he’ll breathe better when he realizes he was worried about nothing, Adriana thought as she felt her stomach. Man, I really need to cut back on eating out. Cameron is making me fat. Just look at me. My butt is getting bigger, and my chest hurt, and now my pants are starting to fit tight. I’m so late. I hope they haven’t given my appointment away, she thought as she casually walked up to the receptionist. It was nine fifteen when Adriana signed in. The receptionist took the clipboard away from her and looked over her name.

Receptionist: “Ms. Bass, your appointment was at eight. It’s nine fifty-five.” Adriana: “I’m slightly late. but I have—”

The receptionist cut her off.

Receptionist: “You’re more than slightly late. You’re extremely late. We usually put people down as a no-show after thirty minutes, but seeing how you’ve finally graced us with your presence, I’ll see if Dr. Vrbaston has time for you. Fill these new client forms out while you wait.” She shoved the clipboard toward Adriana. Adriana: “Excuse me”—Adriana read her name badge—“Lydia, my

appointment’s with Dr. Elliot, not Vrbaston.” Receptionist: “I have you down to see Dr. Vrbaston.” Adriana: “Could you check my appointment again?” Receptionist: “Your appointment is still with Dr. Vrbaston. It was made by Jaxkey Mohnson five weeks ago. If you want to reschedule with Dr. Elliot, her earliest availability is six weeks from today. Would you like me to make the appointment for you?” Adriana: “Six weeks!” Adriana rolled her eyes. “It’s taken almost that long to get the first appointment.” Receptionist: “Don’t get upset with me because you didn’t clarify your doctor preference when you had someone other than yourself schedule your appointment.” Adriana: “You don’t have any cancellations? Surely someone has gone into labor or is running later than me.” Receptionist: “No, no, and not possible.” Adriana: “Come on. I know someone’s called in sick or stayed home.” Adriana sounded desperate. Receptionist: “Nope.” Adriana: “I know you don’t expect me to believe that.” Receptionist: “Ms. Bass, I don’t give a rat’s behind about what you think. There are no openings. The reason for that is, our clients respect us enough to keep their appointments. You can keep your appointment with Dr. Vrbaston or reschedule with Dr. Elliot for a later date. Either way, I still need those new client forms filled out, so if your fingers aren’t broken, I suggest you start writing because time is a wasting. If you think I’m interested in hearing any more of your excuses about being late or seeing another doctor, think again.” Adriana: “Lydia, I don’t appreciate your rudeness. Your job is to help me in a caring, courteous, comionate manner. I insist on seeing your boss now. I will

not be talked to like that.” Receptionist: “Uh, have a seat. I’m sending Dr. Vrbaston to speak with you.” Lydia left Adriana standing at the desk with a “Why me?” expression. Adriana: “I don’t need to see Dr. Vrbaston. I need to see Dr. Elliot!” She shouted this as Lydia continued to walk away. I wonder what Cameron would do if I threw a hissy fit like he did at my hospital.

She filled out the new client forms, left them on the counter, walked over to the couch, picked up a magazine, and patiently waited for the receptionist and her supervisor to come talk to her. Cameron entered the waiting area a few minutes later with Lydia on his heels. He walked over to Adriana and smiled.

Receptionist: “Ms. Bass, meet my boss, Dr. Vrbaston.” Lydia grinned. “The one you should have seen an hour ago.” Adriana: “You’re the boss?” Adriana tried to hide her disappointment. “Don’t you have an office manager?” Cameron: “Now you know why I assumed the doctor in charge of your hospital was male.” He answered this while looking at the magazine in her hand. “Are you thinking about motherhood?” Adriana: “No.” She smiled. Cameron: “I hear you have a complaint. Why don’t you tell me all about it while I’m examining you?” Adriana: “I’m supposed to see Dr. Elliot. There’s been some kind of mix-up. Jaxkey must have assumed I wanted to see you. I wouldn’t feel comfortable seeing you professionally.” Cameron: “I can make love to you, but I can’t examine you?” Adriana: “Pretty much.”

Cameron: “I don’t understand you, but if you want to see someone else, then I have no choice but to accept it.” He walked away disappointed. Adriana: “Cameron, please don’t walk away mad.” She pleaded, but he ignored her and kept on walking. Adriana was about to leave when Lydia called her back up to the desk. Receptionist: “Dr. Elliot will see you after all. I’ll take you back.” Adriana: “I thought she was booked for today?” Receptionist: “She is. Dr. Vrbaston felt sorry for you, not to mention you hurt his feelings by telling him you didn’t want to see him. Anyway, he asked her to switch new clients with him. Are you coming?”

Adriana grabbed her purse and followed her back. The receptionist handed Adriana a gown before leaving. After she undressed, the nurse came in to take her vital signs. It was the usual temperature, pulse, and blood pressure. She recorded her results quietly, then motioned for Adriana to step on the scale.

Adriana: “Your scale is 144 pounds, right?” There’s no way I weight that much. Nurse: “Yes, did you lose weight?” She handed Adriana a specimen jar. “I need you to leave this in the bathroom when you’re finished.” Adriana: “I’ve gained weight.” She grabbed the specimen jar. Nurse: “Must be tough getting fat. You better put the spoon down now if you don’t want someone to be stuck wheeling you around later.” Adriana: “Excuse me?” Nurse: “You think you’re larger than life. You’re not.” Adriana: “Whatever.” Adriana headed to the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later and sat in the chair next to the exam table.

Nurse: “I need to get some blood from you.” The nurse placed the tourniquet around Adriana’s arm. Adriana: “I hope you’re good. My veins aren’t very good.” She nervously watched the nurse pull a ball from the drawer. “You might need two tourniquets for me and some hot water for my hands.” Nurse: “One will be fine. Place your arm here for me.” She pointed to the armrest.

Adriana never had a problem istering injection or collecting blood from her four-legged patients; she just didn’t want it done to her. The nurse tried three times to draw blood and was unsuccessful. She grumbled softly to herself as she untied the tourniquet and tried to place it on Adriana’s other arm. Adriana quickly pulled her arm away.

Adriana: “What do you think you’re doing?” Nurse: “Getting a blood sample. Your left arm is totally blown.” Adriana: “Hold up. You’ve missed three times.” Adriana said this while rubbing her arm. “If you think I’m going to let you stick the hell out of my other arm, think again!” Nurse: “What if I use two tourniquets like you suggested earlier?” Adriana: “No!” Nurse: “Ms. Bass, you’re acting like a baby.” She grabbed Adriana’s arm and held tight.” Adriana: “Let go of me.” Adriana pulled her arm back. “What part of no don’t you get? Have someone else get the blood. You’re not touching me again.” Nurse: “The other nurses are busy with brave clients. Sit back down. Squeeze the ball for a couple of minutes. A vein will pop, then I’ll get your blood. You

need to relax.” Adriana: “If I were any more relaxed, I’d be in a coma. Let me get the sample for you.” Nurse: “It’s against hospital policy to allow a patient to obtain their own blood sample.” Adriana: “I’m a doctor.” She said this hoping she’d hand her the needle. Nurse: “Not while you’re here. You’re a patient just like everyone else sitting in the waiting room. Therefore, I won’t be handing you the needle.” Adriana: “I’ll wait for the doctor to pull my blood.” Nurse: “That’s not the doctor’s job, Ms. Bass. It’s mine. If you would cooperate, we could get this over and done with in no time, then I can finally leave this room.” Adriana: “Does everyone here specialize in Rudeness 101?” Nurse: “You haven’t experienced rude yet. Now give me your arm!” Adriana refused to give in. “You’re making my job difficult.” She let out a deep breath. Adriana: She’s got to be kidding. “How is it that you and the receptionist are able to keep a job here when it’s apparent you haven’t any people skills?” Nurse: “I’m good at what I do. That’s what matters most.” Adriana: “You’re abrasive and pushy. Must be allowed in the human field because in the animal world, you’d be fired the first time you let that mouth run away from you.” Nurse: “Ugh!” The nurse stormed out of the room only to return a few seconds later with a woman doctor on her heels. Unlike the nurse and Lydia, she appeared to be pleasant. Dr. Elliot: “Good morning, Ms. Bass. I’m Dr. Elliot.” They shook hands. “Cameron speaks very highly of you. You’re a veterinarian.”

Adriana: “That’s correct. I would say good morning, except it hasn’t been a good morning.” She rubbed her arm. Dr. Elliot: “I thought about being a vet when I was younger, but that changed when I grew up. So I became an ob-gyn like my father.” Adriana: “You must love babies.” Dr. Elliot: “I do. I’m seven months.” She proudly rubbed her stomach. “My husband is hoping for a boy this time, but he’ll be happy with a girl.” Adriana stared at her; she couldn’t tell she was pregnant. Adriana: “Seven months? You look amazing.” Dr. Elliot: “Thank you. Now let’s see what I can do about getting some blood.” She placed the tourniquets around Adriana’s right arm, then felt for a vein. “Your veins roll. I’m not sure I’ll do any better than Boreanna.” Adriana: “Let’s hope you do.” Dr. Elliot: “Here goes nothing.” She inserted the needle. “I seem to be having a difficult time obtaining blood. Your vein keeps rolling away.” Dr. Elliot was slightly frustrated. Adriana winced from the pain, then pulled her arm close to her stomach. Adriana: “I can come back later when my arm’s healed?” Dr. Elliot: “No, let me go get someone else. This doctor can get blood blindfolded from a turnip.” Adriana frowned. She excused herself only to return a few minutes later with Cameron. Cameron: “Sweetheart, I hear you’re being stingy with your blood.” Cameron saw the look of horror on her face. “Sit next to me.” He patted the exam table. Adriana: “No, I’ve been stuck five times. There’s no way I’m going to let you get satisfaction out of sticking and missing for the sixth time.” Cameron: “I promise you won’t feel a thing.” Adriana: “You think you’ll do any better than them, Cameron?”

Cameron: “I’m talented.” She reluctantly gave him her arm. “I won’t hurt you.” He whispered this as he placed the tourniquet low on her arm. She closed her eyes and waited for the painful prick of the needle. When she didn’t feel anything other than a slight pinch, she began to wonder if he was having the same problem. “Open your eyes. We’re done.” He showed her the tubes of blood. She was shocked; he got blood without her feeling a thing. “I know you’re at a loss for words, sweetheart. I’ll let you make it up to me this evening after dinner.” He smiled as he turned to leave. “And I expect flowers, chocolate, and a stuffed animal.” Dr. Elliot: “Dr. Vrbaston, will you drop the blood off at the lab?” Cameron: “Yes. Is there anything else I can do before I leave?” Dr. Elliot: “No, I can handle the rest.” She smiled. “I’m glad Cameron was able to get your blood.”

You’re not the only one, Adriana thought.

Dr. Elliot: “I need you to lie down, scoot to the edge of the table with your feet in the stirrups.” Adriana let out a deep sigh, did as she was asked, and stared up at the ceiling while Dr. Elliot started examining her. “Are you on birth control?” Adriana: “No, Cameron’s friends can’t swim due to a bike accident.” Dr. Elliot: “He’s the only one you’ve been with?” Adriana: “Of course!” Dr. Elliot: “When was your last period?” Adriana: “I don’t know. Why do you ask?” Dr. Elliot: “Cameron’s friends swim upstream rather well.” Adriana: “What do you mean?”

Dr. Elliot: “You’re pregnant. We need to do get an ultrasound to see how far along you are.” Adriana: “I can’t be pregnant. Are you sure you’re not feeling something else, like an enormous bladder, cysts, or a tumor? Don’t you need a blood test to confirm that?” Dr. Elliot: “Sit up. I’ll be back with the portable ultrasound machine in a few minutes.” She left Adriana alone, contemplating how she was going to explain this to Cameron.

I’m pregnant, and he doesn’t want children until he’s gotten his act together in ten years. What am I supposed to say to Cameron? “Your friends must really like me. They swam upstream, which means you’re going to be a father. Isn’t that great?” Dr. Elliot came back a few minutes later with a very small ultrasound machine. Adriana felt the tears forming in her eyes when she saw the baby on the monitor.

Dr. Elliot: “Dr. Bass, you are sixteen weeks along. I’m writing you a prescription for prenatal vitamins. I want you to start taking them today. The blood work will be ready next week. I’ll have the results mailed to you. You can get dressed now.” Adriana: “Cameron will be upset about the baby.” Dr. Elliot: “Did he use protection?” Adriana: “No, but he doesn’t want children. How could I’ve been so stupid?” Tears fell from her eyes. Dr. Elliot: “It’s a chance you both take when protection isn’t used.” Adriana: “Cameron thought he was sterile.” Dr. Elliot: “It doesn’t matter what he thought. One of you still needed to use

something. Cameron loves babies.” She handed the prescription to Adriana. “Go tell Cameron about the baby.” Adriana: “I’ll explain he’s not sterile. When he has that deer-in-the-headlight look, I’ll say you’re going to be a father. After he wakes up from ing out, we’ll break up.” Dr. Elliot: “Stop stressing. It’s not good for you or the baby. Cameron’s not that kind of man. Trust me.” Adriana: “I hope you’re right.” Adriana thanked Dr. Elliot, then headed to Cameron’s office to tell him the surprising news.

Cameron’s Office

Adriana knocked on Cameron’s office door. Apparently, he couldn’t hear her with all the loud laughing. She opened the door, entered the office, and was taken aback by what she saw. Cameron was sitting at the desk with a woman on his lap.

Adriana: “It appears I’ve come at a bad time.”

He wasn’t the least bit nervous about her finding him in a compromising position with another woman.

Cameron: “Adriana, your timing is perfect. I want you to meet Trisha.” He said this a little too cheerfully for Adriana. “We’ve been catching up on old times. Twenty-five years to be exact.” Adriana: “Have you? Old meaning what?” Cameron: “Trisha, this is my girlfriend, Adriana.” Cameron said this hoping the statement would make Trisha get off his lap, but it didn’t. Trisha: “Adriana, how do you know my Cameron?” Adriana: “I used to be his girlfriend.” Trisha: “Cameron, you let her get away.” She stayed on his lap. Cameron: “I wasn’t aware that I had.” He studied Adriana’s face. Adriana: “There’s a lot you’re not aware of.”

Trisha: She could feel the tension between them and decided it would be a good time to get off Cameron and leave. “Well, I’ve stayed longer than planned. Cameron, we need to get together next month.” Cameron: “That sounds like a plan.” Trisha: She kissed him lightly on the mouth. “Adriana, nice meeting you. I hope the two of you can work things out.” She walked out, closing the door behind her. Cameron: He noticed Adriana’s coolness toward him. He knew she was upset. What he wanted to know was why. “Sweetheart, how did your physical go?” Adriana: “Not as enjoyable as your reunion with Trisha!” Cameron: “What’s really bothering you?” Adriana: “You!” She roared this with so much anger her voice cracked. Cameron: “You’re upset because Trisha was sitting on my lap? She’s a friend, nothing else.” Adriana: “I hope you’re this understanding when I have a handsome friend visit and you find me sitting on his lap enjoying myself as we reminisce about old times.” Cameron: “Depends on how you’re sitting.” He laughed, trying to make light of the situation. Adriana: “Cameron, what position would you be in now had I walked in ten minutes later?” Cameron: “Trisha is just an old friend.” Adriana: “So you’re not excited right now?” Cameron: “No. You’re more than welcome to check.” He walked toward her. “You’re the only woman I’m interested in. That hasn’t changed because an old friend sat on my lap.”

Adriana: “You expect me believe that?” Cameron: “I expect you to have faith in us and my commitment to you.” Adriana: “I was nothing more than a convent f—” He cut her off. Cameron: “Adriana, what’s the matter with you?” Adriana: “Nothing’s wrong with me.” Cameron: “Why are you purposely pushing me away?” When he reached for her, she spun around and ran out the door. He had no idea what happened, but he was determined to find out.

Three Weeks Later

Cameron hadn’t seen or heard from Adriana for over three weeks. He was past worried. He was downright concerned that something was seriously wrong. What did I do wrong? Maybe she was upset because I didn’t plan anything for our four-month anniversary. I’ll call Jaxkey. Maybe she’ll tell me something. Cameron called the animal hospital. It took a few minutes for her to come to the phone.

Cameron: “Hello, Jaxkey. Is Adriana in?” Jaxkey: “She’ll be back later this afternoon if you want to see her.” Cameron: “Are you going to tell her I’m coming?” Jaxkey: “Nope.” Cameron: “Thanks for helping.” He hung up the phone.

Cameron had no idea what he was going to say to Adriana when he saw her, but he wasn’t going to allow her to run away from him this time. It was 5:40 PM when Cameron pulled into the parking lot. Jaxkey met him outside as planned, and judging by the look on her face, her afternoon hadn’t gone well.

Cameron: “Jaxkey, how’s Adriana doing?” Jaxkey: “She’s in a mood. What happened between the two of you?” Cameron: “I don’t know. I was hoping you’d know.”

Jaxkey: “She won’t tell me anything. All she does is cry, and that’s not like her. Heck, that jackass Berry couldn’t make her cry when she caught him with the office manager at her house doing the buck wild. If she’s not crying, she is snapping at us for every little thing.” Cameron: “That’s not reassuring. I figured she would have told you something seeing how close the two of you are.” Jaxkey: “I don’t know what happened between you, but you need to do something. She locked herself in the office two hours ago. If she answers for you, get her to do payroll. It’s been two weeks since we’ve been paid.” Cameron: “I’ll see what I can do.” Jaxkey: “Why did you let her see you with a woman on your lap?” Cameron: “I thought you didn’t know anything?” Jaxkey: “I lied, duh. All I know is there was a woman enjoying the warmth of your lap when Dr. Bass walked in, and you let her kiss you on the mouth.” Cameron: “We had a misunderstanding. A female friend was in town visiting with her husband. Adriana became upset when she saw Trisha sitting on my lap. I tried to explain, but—” Jaxkey: “Hold up. You allowed another woman to stay on your lap after Dr. Bass walked in? You didn’t try to push her off of you?” Cameron: “It was completely innocent.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I tried telling her it was nothing, but she wouldn’t listen.” Jaxkey: “Hell, I wouldn’t listen. Dr. Fine, I know you’re from another country, but you can’t be that slow.” Cameron: “What?” He raised an eyebrow at her comment. Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass was jealous, not to mention scared about losing you to another woman. Can’t you tell she’s in love with you? She thinks you don’t feel the same way.”

Cameron: “I don’t know why she would think that.” Jaxkey: “Have you said ‘I love you’ to her?” Cameron: “Not in those exact words, but she knows I do.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Fine, if you don’t tell her, she won’t know. She probably thinks you don’t want her anymore. That’s the reason she’s avoiding you like the plague. And speaking from experience, it takes a lot to change her mind once she gets something negative stuck in her head.” Cameron: “Great! What should I do?” Jaxkey: “You need to be patient. She’ll come around.” Cameron: “I hope she comes around tonight.” Jaxkey: “I’m with you there. I need my paycheck. I have things to do, people to see, places to go, and dollars to spend. It’s hard to do things when you’re broke.” Cameron: “Can I enter through the back door?” Jaxkey: “Yeah. Don’t make her mad.” Cameron: “I’ll try not to.”

Cameron found Adriana sitting at the desk with her head resting in the crook of her arm. He knocked lightly on the door before entering. When she looked up, he noticed her tear-streaked mascara smeared on her face. Seeing her like that hurt his heart.

Adriana: “Cameron, what are you doing here?” Cameron: “Adriana, we need to talk.” Adriana: “Please leave.”

Cameron: “Why?” Adriana: “Call Trisha or Bambi. I’m sure they’re available.” Cameron: “Trisha or Bambi? Maryanne? Adriana, I am not going to apologize for something I hadn’t done. I told you there was nothing going on with either of them. Why can’t you believe me?” Adriana: “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because your overdemanding fans enjoy sharing more of themselves than most woman.” Cameron: “Fans. Trisha is a friend, and Bambi, I mean Maryanne, was a client who I ed on to someone else because I couldn’t deal with her twisted fantasies.” Adriana: “Has Maryanne had the pleasure of sitting on your lap?” Cameron: “No! Trisha’s the only person other than you that’s sat on my lap. It’s not like I invited her to. Should I have pushed her off when you walked in?” Adriana: “That might have helped, but it would prove you’re guilty of lying and cheating. You shouldn’t have allowed her to sit on you in the first place.” Cameron: “Adriana, you’re impossible. I know you’re upset, but your anger toward me is misguided. I would never hurt you. I would never cheat on you.” Adriana: “Please leave. I can’t do this right now.” She pleaded as she felt a wave of nausea come over her and placed her head between her knees. Cameron: “I’m not leaving until after we’ve talked. What are you really upset about?” Adriana: “Stay. I’ll leave.” She stood up and walked toward the door. When Cameron reached for her hand, she pushed his hand away. “Don’t touch me!” Adriana opened the door and gestured for him to leave. Cameron: “Adriana, when did your feelings change for me?” He knew the truth when she looked in her eyes. She still loved him, even when she was mad. “They haven’t, had they? Tell me what the real problem is. I have a right to know what I did wrong. Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving town?”

Adriana: “Last time I checked, I was a grown single woman! I don’t have to answer to you or anyone.” Cameron: “Adriana, don’t my feelings matter to you?” Adriana: “You don’t have feelings.” Cameron: “Adriana, what do you want from me?” Adriana: “I want you to leave, and don’t ever come back.” Cameron: “I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I’m determined to find out. You’re hiding something. I can feel it.” Adriana: “Cameron, we’re over. Deal with it. I have.” Cameron: “Keep telling yourself things are over between us if that’s what you have to do to sleep at night, but you and I know that we’re far from over. You still love me. You don’t want this relationship to end any more than I do. When you’ve decided to stop pushing me away, you’ll know where I’ll be. And pay your staff.” He walked away with tears in his eyes. Jaxkey saw him walking toward his car and ran after him. Jaxkey: “Mr. Vrbaston, wait up.” Jaxkey called as Cameron turned to look at her with tear-streaked eyes. “What happened?” Cameron: “Adriana doesn’t want to see me anymore. I swear this is the worst beating of my life.” He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. “I need to go.” He got in his car and left.

Jaxkey had no idea what happened, but she was going to find out for everyone’s sake. She stormed into Adriana’s office, slamming the door behind her.

Jaxkey: “So did you and Mr. Vrbaston have a fight, or was it one-sided, your side?”

Adriana: “Something like that.” Jaxkey: “Do you want to rap about it?” Adriana: “Jaxkey, you don’t want to hear me sing. It’ll be all off-key. I’m not sure I could make anything rhyme right now.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Bass, you make it very hard for me to be mad at you when you say something crazy. Rap means talk. I don’t want to hear you sing.” Adriana: “Oh, we can talk while I do payroll. What do you want to talk about?” Jaxkey: “You and Dr. Fine.” Adriana: “Nope, that subject’s off-limits.” Jaxkey: “What happened? Why have you been locked in here all afternoon? And what’s with the crying, mood swings, and the vomiting?” Jaxkey looked Adriana over. “And those baggy clothes you insist on wearing are tacky. You look ridiculous. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you were pregnant.” Jaxkey stared at her, waiting for a reply. When Adriana refused to answer her, she realized that was it. “You’re pregnant?” Adriana: “If I say no, would you believe me?” Jaxkey: “You are, aren’t you?” Adriana: “No…maybe…yes.” Jaxkey: “I’m going to be an aunt.” She walked over to feel her stomach. “You’re pretty big. What does Mr. Fine think about being a dad? Did he ask you to get rid of it? Is that why you’re crying?” When Adriana didn’t answer, she realized there was more to the story. “Wait, does he know about the baby?” Adriana: “No. If you tell him, I’ll fire you, and I’ll never ever, ever talk to you again.” Jaxkey: “Dr. Fine has a right to know. You can’t be dissin’ a brother like that because you’re afraid to be loved.”

Adriana: “Cameron doesn’t love me.” Jaxkey: “How is it that everyone but you can see how much that man loves you?” Adriana: “He’s never said ‘I love you.’ If he did love me before, he won’t anymore, not after I pushed him away and threw bandage scissors at his head.” Jaxkey: “I guess you were mad.” Adriana: “I didn’t tell Cameron about the baby because he doesn’t want kids.” Jaxkey: “Only because he assumed he’s sterile. That man loves you. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have left here in tears. He could barely speak.” Adriana: “Cameron was crying?” Jaxkey: “Yes, so when are you planning to tell Dr. Fine that he’s going to be a daddy?” Adriana: “Never. Now let’s drop the subject.” Jaxkey: “You can’t raise the baby without a father.” Adriana: “Women do it all the time.” Jaxkey: “It’s unfair to him and the baby. I know what it’s like not having a dad around. It’s no picnic, and how are you going to explain your sudden weight gain?” Jaxkey asked this while pushing her stomach out. “How far are you anyway?” Adriana: “Five and a half months.” Jaxkey: “Don’t you see Dr. Elliot?” Adriana: “That shouldn’t matter.” Jaxkey: “What makes you think someone at the office won’t tell him? And what about Lisa? She’s crazy about you. Are you going to cut her out of the baby’s life too?”

Adriana: “I haven’t thought that far in advance, so this needs to be our secret until I figure things out, all right?” Jaxkey: “Okay, but it won’t be a secret for long. Like I said, you’re already showing. And what are you going to do about surgery? You can’t be around anesthesia, handle cats, or X-ray animals in your condition.” Adriana: “I told you, I haven’t thought that far in advance.” Jaxkey: “Well, you better start thinking.” Adriana: “I don’t want to talk about this right now. Let’s change the subject. Can you come over after work? We’ll order pizza and talk about you and the illusive Pierre.” Jaxkey: “Okay, but this conversation is far from over. After we discuss Pierre, we’ll discuss the baby and possible names.”

Four Weeks Later and Still No News

Four weeks had gone by without so much as a hello from Adriana, and Cameron refused to call him back, which shocked him seeing how she wanted them together as much as him. Cameron couldn’t believe how things went sour so fast. He knew he was hard to deal with at times, but he thought he was getting better. He missed Adriana so much it hurt. He never figured she’d break his heart. Well, I’m not going to keep crying over spilled milk. If she doesn’t want me in her life, I guess I’ll have to accept it. Cameron was meeting with the head doctor for the largest women’s hospital in New York. If he decided to move, he would take Lisa with him. There was no way he was leaving the only family he had in Chicago. He would miss Adriana, but he was pretty sure she wouldn’t miss him. The thought of starting over somewhere else was looking better by the second.

Colzbert’s Restaurant

Cameron arrived early at the restaurant. He placed his name on the waiting list, then went out to the patio to wait. That’s when he noticed Adriana having lunch with another man. He started to walk away, but jealousy got the best of him. He walked over to her.

Cameron: “Adriana.” Adriana: She felt her heart pound as she nervously looked up at him. Where did he come from? He can’t be here. He’ll know I’m pregnant. “Cameron, what are you doing here?” Cameron: “Having lunch. Why haven’t you returned my calls?”

Adriana: “I have been busy.” Cameron: “It’s been four weeks. How busy can you be?” Adriana: “Is there something wrong with Viper?” Cameron: “Viper is fine.” Adriana: “I’ll call you later. We’re trying to finish lunch.” Cameron: “We both know you won’t call me later. You’ve been avoiding me for weeks. I want to know why.” He was determined not to leave without an answer. The man sitting across from her made a fake coughing sound to get Adriana’s attention. Adriana: “Cameron, this is—” Cameron cut her off. Cameron: “I’m not interested in meeting him.” Cameron glared at Adriana. Adriana: “Cameron, you’re being rude. Apologize to Rranden right now.” Cameron: “If I don’t?” Cameron turned his attention to Rranden. He wasn’t a bad-looking man, but he wasn’t her type. “Adriana, what are you doing here with him? He’s not your type.” Adriana: “I don’t have a type. If I did, I wouldn’t have given you the time of day. Rranden is a wonderful man. He’s honest, and I like his company unlike someone else I know.” Cameron: “Rranden, I need to speak to my girlfriend now!” Cameron grabbed Adriana’s arm and pulled her out of the chair. Adriana: “Cameron, let go of me.” Adriana demanded, but he ignored her. “Where are you taking me?” Adriana was so mad at Cameron she could scream. And she would if it didn’t cause a scene. How dare he jerk me round like a rag doll? “You better answer me before I scream.” Cameron: “We’re going someplace private to talk.” Adriana: “You’re hurting my arm.”

Cameron: “Quit pulling. Are you gaining weight?” Adriana: “No.” Cameron: “Really.” He reached for her stomach, but she quickly sidestepped from his touch. Adriana: “I spend most of my free time eating thanks to you.” And the babies. “Cameron, we don’t have anything to talk about.” Cameron: “We have a lot to talk about. I won’t allow you to keep avoiding me.” He pulled her into the men’s room. Adriana: “You can’t bring me in here. What if someone needs to use the facilities? I’m not going to jail for you.” Cameron: “No one’s going to jail, and if someone needs to use the restroom, they’ll have to wait until we’re finished, or they can use the women’s room.” He said this softly as he pulled her into his arms. “God knows how much I’ve missed you.” He lowered his head and kissed her. Before she could object, he wrapped his arms tightly around her round waist. As his hands traveled down her back, she tried to push out of his embrace, but he wouldn’t budge. She felt his tongue and lost control again and surrendered to his kiss. “Adriana, I missed you.” He whispered this as his hands settled on her stomach. “Are you going to tell me about your secret, or do I have to guess?” Adriana: He knows about the babies, but how? Oh, you know how. You look like a beached whale. “Cameron, I wanted to slow things down like you suggested once. It was obvious that I was feeling things that you weren’t ready to feel.” Like these babies playing soccer with my insides, parenthood, and a self-made family. Cameron: “Why haven’t you called me?” Adriana: “I’ve been very busy getting ready for…you can’t expect me to focus all my extra time on you.” When I have our babies to focus on. Cameron: “You expect me to buy any of that?” Adriana: “I don’t care what you believe.”

Cameron: “Okay, let’s say for the shits and giggles that I did believe that lame excuse. Tell me what your weight gain is attributed.” Adriana: “I eat a lot of junk food when I’m depressed.” She lied. Cameron: “Depression, junk food, and that guilty look on your face is due to what?” Adriana: “It’s hunger. You’re keeping me from a good meal.” Cameron: “Is there anything else you want to discuss?” Cameron knew she was pregnant. He felt the baby kick when he pulled her close to him, but he wasn’t going to say anything yet. He needed to hear it from her and find out why she felt the need to hide it from him. Adriana: “I forgot my purse at the hospital, and seeing you made me realize that. Not sure how I’m going to pay for lunch.” Cameron: She is such a bad liar. “Your purse? Rart can’t afford to buy you lunch? I’ll be happy to pay for you.” Adriana: “His name is Rranden, and I don’t need you to pay for anything. You’ve done enough. I need to get back before Rranden wonders what’s happened to me. He might get mad and abandon me here at the restaurant without away to pay the bill.” Cameron: “If he does, I’ll pick up the tab.” Cameron looked at her stomach again. “Are you bloated? Is it that time of month?” Adriana: “No. Stop asking me questions. You’re not my doctor. You’re not my anything.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, you’re killing me. How come you don’t like me?” Adriana: “Things happen, Cameron. People grow distant without any rhyme or reason.” Cameron: “I can’t take this coldness from you anymore.” Adriana: “Then leave. That’s what I want to do.”

Cameron: “I’m not ready to end things between us. I can’t force you to love me. I…” He let go of her waist and slid down the wall with his head cradled in his arms. All the hurt and pain he felt came pouring out. “Why do you insist on hurting me?” Adriana: “I don’t want to hurt you, Cameron.” Cameron stood up and wiped his eyes with his shirt. Then he pulled Adriana close to him again, gently cupping her head in his hands and kissing her on the ear. Cameron: “Adriana, I’m done chasing you. If you want me, you’ll know where I’ll be.” He sadly walked away. She watched the man she loved plead, cry, and leave.

How could I be so selfish? I know he knows about the babies. I’ll call him tomorrow when he’s had plenty of time to cool off. Oh, I hate this. Her thoughts were interrupted by a short gentleman.

Man: “Ma’am, I need to use the facilities.” Adriana: “Sorry.” She found Rranden still sitting at the table. Rranden: “Everything okay?” Adriana: “No. Can I have a rain check for lunch? I’m not feeling well.” Rranden: “Sure. Next time, make sure it’s a place your boyfriend doesn’t go. He scares me.”

7:00 AM, Saturday Morning

Adriana called Cameron’s office. The phone rang six times before one of the receptionists answered.

Receptionist: “Vrbaston and associates, how may I help you?” Adriana: “Hi, this is Dr. Bass. Is Cameron available?” Receptionist: “Dr. Vrbaston will be out of the office for a few weeks. He’s on vacation. He might not be coming back. He’s thinking of selling the practice and relocating to New York.” Adriana: “New York!” Receptionist: “Yes, ma’am. I really hope he doesn’t. He’s the nicest boss I’ve ever had.” Adriana could hear her crying on the other end. Adriana: “Did he say when he was leaving?” Receptionist: “He’s leaving Tuesday. Oh, listen to me. I’m going on and on about him, and I haven’t asked you if one of the other doctors could be of some assistance.” Adriana: “Do you know where he is now? I need to see him before he leaves.” Receptionist: “Could you wait a second while I call his sister Lisa?” Adriana: “Yes.” Receptionist: “Lisa said he’s at home packing.” Adriana: “Thank you.” Adriana hung up the phone, then ran to her room to change clothes before

heading over to Cameron’s house. She was nervous when she pulled into the driveway. She had no idea what she was going to say. She tilted her head back and let out a deep sigh. As soon as I get out this car, he’ll probably ask me to get back in and leave. He’s probably too pissed off to take me back. She started rubbing her stomach. Of course he’ll take me back. He told me to come to him, so that means he still loves me. Adriana found the courage to get out of the car and walked to the front door. She pushed the door bell and waited patiently for Cameron to answer. She was taken aback when Trisha answered the door instead of Cameron. This obviously was a huge mistake. Hmm, it didn’t take Cameron long to get over me, Adriana thought as she turned to leave. Remind me to never listen to my heart again. Trisha: “May I help you?” Trisha looked her up and down.

She doesn’t meeting me at Cameron’s office a couple of months back. I guess that’s what happens to some women when they overtan. They end up frying their brain cells. Adriana was so deep in thought that she didn’t notice Viper run past her. She came back to reality when Trisha gently pushed her out of the way and ran after Viper. She was screaming his name so loud people could’ve heard her two counties over. Oh, that little stinker is going to get himself killed, leaving Cameron to kill the blond ambition with selective memory. I wonder what she’s going to do once she catches him. He’s not going to let her pick him up. Cameron and Mike could hear Trisha screaming at Viper from the backyard. They went up front to investigate. Adriana could hear Cameron and another man talking as they headed her way.

Cameron: “Mike, I really hope Viper didn’t bite Trisha.” Mike: “Cameron, why would you think that?” Cameron: “Over the last few months, I found out that he’s not a little angel. In fact, he’s made me aware that mean things do come in little packages. He can be quite snippy.” He laughed. Mike: “So Viper took after his owner.” Mike playfully slapped Cameron on the

back. Cameron: “Apparently.” Mike: “If you ever settle down and have children, you better pray for all boys because if you have a little girl, she’s going to grow up mean. I can see her interviewing all her dates by the age of five.” They laughed and walked to the front door. Cameron stopped when he saw Adriana in the doorway. She was standing with her back to him.

I need to get Viper first, then I’ll deal with Adriana, Cameron thought. Cameron walked to the edge of the driveway and called Viper’s name. Viper turned around and ran over to him. Cameron bent over, picked him up, and walked back to the house where Trisha was nervously pacing back and forth.

Trisha: “Cameron, I’m so glad you got him. I tried to catch him, but the little guy runs fast.” She was out of breathe. “I wasn’t able to pick him up once I caught him. Would you believe the little guy snapped at me?” Cameron: “Yeah, he’s small, fast, and sometimes testy, but he’s sweet once he gets used to you.” Trisha: “That’s nice to know.” She said this with a half-smile as her husband, Mike, stood in the doorway gazing at Adriana. Mike: “Trisha, how did he get out?” Trisha: “I went to see who was at the door. When I opened it, he took off like a bat out of hell.” Cameron: “He can be sneaky at times.” Cameron said this softly while staring at Adriana the whole time. “I’m sure it’s a bad habit he picked up from his sneaky local veterinarian. However, he appears to be fine, so we won’t worry about anything.” Adriana cut her eyes at his “sneaky veterinarian” comment. He was indirectly talking about her. When she turned to leave, Cameron reached for her

arm. “But I’m not a veterinarian. What do you think, sweetheart? Does Viper appear to be in any pain?” She didn’t expect him to ask her anything, let alone call her sweetheart. Adriana: “I’d have to examine him to determine if there is a problem, although he still needs to be careful seeing how he had back surgery three months ago.” Mike: “Back surgery? How much did that set you back?” Cameron: “Not much, but I do need to that he’s still recovering.” Mike continued to stare at Adriana. Mike: “And might I ask who this lovely woman is?” Cameron: “Adriana. What brings you to my neck of the woods?” Adriana: “I can’t .” Cameron: “Try?” Cameron said this with a blank expression. Adriana: “I’m sorry for coming over unannounced. I should’ve called first.” She turned around and walked away. Cameron ran after her, grabbed her by the arm, and turned her to face him. Cameron: “I’m not letting you leave.” Cameron lightly kissed her on the cheek, then led her back to the house. “Trisha, do you meeting my fiancée, Adriana?” Mike and Adriana: “Fiancée!” Cameron: “Did I say something wrong?” Adriana stared at him. Trisha: “I knew you looked familiar. I just couldn’t place where I’d seen you. Hello again. And this man gawking at you like a lost puppy is my husband, Mike.” Adriana: “Hi. Cameron, I can come back later.” Mike: “Nonsense. You’re here now, so you might as well stay.” Mike said this as he stared at Cameron. “I hope my wife didn’t hurt Adriana or the baby when she

rudely shoved her out of the way to retrieve the pit bull in the Yorkie-poo’s body.” Trisha: “Adriana, I didn’t realize you were expecting. I didn’t mean to push you out of the way, honest. Did I hurt you?” Adriana: “I’m okay.” Trisha: “Well, it’s a good thing you’re in the company of doctors this evening. We can keep a close eye on the two of you.” Cameron: “I’m sure the baby’s fine. His mother is tougher than she looks.” Cameron never once took his hands off Adriana.

I am so going to kill Jaxkey if she told him about the twins when I asked her not to. Wait, Lisa could have told him. After all, she is his sister, and she is about to be an aunt soon.

Mike: “Cameron, your fiancée is stunning.” Cameron: “I think so too.” Cameron smiled.

Why do these people insist on talking like I’m not standing here?

Mike: “I’m jealous. You’re about to become a father before me.” He looked over at his wife. “Honey, we need to get busy making a baby of our own if we expect our kids to be raised together. Isn’t that right, Cameron?” Cameron: “That was the plan. Does this mean we won’t be seeing much of you after lunch?” Cameron laughed. Trisha: “Cameron, why didn’t you tell us earlier that you were going to be a father?”

Cameron: “It was a surprise.” I didn’t find out until yesterday myself. Mike: “We’re going to be godparents.” Godparents? Do I have a say in anything? Adriana thought. Mike beamed as he walked over to Adriana and kissed her hand. Mike: “Adriana, it’s a pleasure meeting you. Cameron talks about you all the time. I was beginning to think you were a figment of his imagination because we’ve never met.” Adriana: “I’ve been busy with work.” And avoiding Cameron. Cameron: “Can we take this conversation inside? I need to check on the burgers, which are probably burnt by now.” Mike: “I’ll check on the burgers. You take care of your woman.” Mike smiled. He could tell there was tension between them, and it wasn’t going to get any better with them hanging around. Everyone walked in but Adriana. She stood in the doorway. She was afraid to be alone with Cameron. She wasn’t sure how he was going to react to her once they were alone. Without saying a word, Cameron took her by the hand and led her straight to his bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he locked the door behind him. Adriana: “Cameron, I should be going. I came at a bad time. I didn’t know you had company. We should talk sometime next week.” She said this while looking down, too afraid to look at him. Cameron: “We should talk now. We have a lot to discuss.” He rubbed her stomach. “When were you planning to tell me about the baby?” She could hear the pain in his voice. Adriana: “I wasn’t.” Cameron: “Why?” Adriana: “Because you said that you didn’t want children for ten years or so, and the babies didn’t have the same plans. Besides, I didn’t want you to feel obligated or trapped.”

Cameron: “When did I say that?” Adriana: “It doesn’t matter when you said it, Cameron. You said it.” Cameron: “Okay, but I didn’t mean it. And what made you think that I didn’t want you in my life? Or that I wouldn’t want the baby? You weren’t being fair to me. Adriana, did you honestly think I wouldn’t have figured it out?” She didn’t answer him. “Adriana, I’m not Ingram. I’m not some pompous-ass playboy that goes around using women.” Adriana: “I know.” Cameron: “I find myself thinking back to the day of your doctor’s examination. That was the day you changed toward me. If I hadn’t run into you yesterday, I probably wouldn’t have known.” Adriana: “Jaxkey or Lisa didn’t tell you about me?” He looked crossed at her. Cameron: “My sister knew? When did Lisa find out?” Adriana: “Two months ago. I convinced her to let me tell you in my own time.” Cameron: “My sister knew and didn’t tell me! That hurts.” Adriana: “How did you find out?” Cameron: “I felt the baby move yesterday when I touched you, plus you have a certain glow.” Adriana: “I have a glow?” Adriana lightly touched her face. Cameron: “Yes. When I got back to the office, I pulled your chart to confirm my suspicions. I can’t believe I’m going to be a father.” Cameron bent forward and kissed her stomach. “I should be mad at you for keeping something so precious a secret, but I’m not.” Adriana: “Cameron, there are two babies, not one.” Cameron: “Two! The chart doesn’t say anything about two.” Adriana: “How do you think I felt yesterday when I found out that I was about to

become a single mother of two because I was too stupid to use contraceptives? I believed you were sterile. No, scratch that. I’m mad because I gave into a moment of weakness and didn’t stand by my principles because I fell in love with you.” Cameron: “What principles might those be?” Adriana: “I wanted to be married the first time I made love. I didn’t expect to do it backward. I wasn’t planning to have a child first, then hopefully finding a husband later. Now in three months, I’ll be everything I didn’t plan on being—a single mother with no husband! Cameron, I made a mistake coming here. You and I will never work out. You’ve made that apparent.” Cameron: “If you feel that way, leave.” Adriana got up and walked over to the door. “Adriana, don’t leave. I need you. I love you so much it scares me. That’s why I react like a foolish man.” Adriana: “Cameron, I don’t feel well.” She grabbed her side. Cameron got up and rushed to her. He walked her over to his bed and made her lie down. Camero: “Adriana I shouldn’t have upset you. I know better than to upset a woman when she’s pregnant.” When she started to say something, he gently placed his finger on her lips to silence her. “Sweetheart, I have been miserable for months. Would you believe I contemplated moving? But I couldn’t imagine my life without you or our baby, so I decided to stay and try to work things out. Now that we’re having two instead of one, I’m staying.” Adriana: “Because of the babies?” Cameron: “Because I love you. Sweetheart, I promise to always be there for you and our children no matter what. I promise to love you unconditionally with no regrets, and I promise to always stand by you if you’ll have me. I cannot promise to not be overly ionate, which you like to call hotheaded, when I care about you and our family.” Adriana: “Cameron, I’ve never felt more complete than I do when I’m with you. I missed you so much. I wish I told you sooner.” Cameron: “Why didn’t you?”

Adriana: “I didn’t want to complicate your life.” Cameron: “Sweetheart, the only way you can complicate my life is by not being in it on a daily basis. I want to share everything with you—my joys, hurt, and pain. Please give me—us—another chance.” He begged as tears formed in his eyes. “I’ve waited all my life for you. I refuse to give you up without a fight. Adriana, will you marry me?” Adriana: “You’re ready for marriage?” Cameron: “I know my accent can be difficult to understand. It kind of goes with my thick head.” He smiled. “So will you be my wife?” Adriana: “Yes.” She kissed him. “Cameron, you make me feel things that I never thought were possible. I never knew true love existed until I found you either.” Cameron: “This has been one of the best days ever.” Adriana: “It is?” Cameron: “Of course it is. I will be a husband and a father all before this year is over, and we’ll get to file a t tax return. You’re going to be a great write-off.” Adriana: “Ah, it’s my money you’re after. Well, I’ve told you before, I make peanuts next to you.” Cameron: “I don’t care about your money. We’ll have enough. Adriana, how do you feel about getting married tomorrow?” Adriana: “Tomorrow? What about family and friends?” Cameron: “My family and friends are already here. You can call the girls at work. We can fly your family in tomorrow morning and have an evening ceremony here at the house or the courthouse, whichever you prefer.” Adriana: “Courthouse? I want us to do something the right way before God, okay? Also, I would like my cousin Beylei to be in the wedding. She is like a sister to me.” Cameron: “I’m so glad you said that because my next question was going to be

about your spiritual beliefs. I want our children raised knowing all God has done for us through Jesus and what he’ll do for them.” Adriana: “I would like that too. Let’s plan for the end of next month. That way, we’ll have time to see if the church is available on short notice.” Cameron: “You hear that, babies? Mama has agreed to finally marry Daddy.” He lifted her shirt, then kissed her belly. “So when do you want to move in?” Adriana: “In two weeks since the wedding’s next month.” Cameron: “Today it is. Your family’s flying in tomorrow morning for an evening church wedding.” He laughed. “I set it up on a hunch hoping you would say yes. We need to tell Mike and Trisha the good news.” Adriana: “So do I have an engagement ring to wear? It has to be at least a fivecarat diamond.” Cameron: “You don’t like diamonds.” He bent down in front of her and opened a ring box revealing five-carat natural garnet black diamond ring. Adriana: “I love it. Cameron, before we share our good news, I thought I’d apologize first.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his ear. “But we can tell them now if you like.” Cameron: “They can wait to hear the news.” Cameron smiled.

The end of the matter is better than its beginnings. —Eccl. 7:8