“Sit back and wait to see what happens next. If nothing else goes missing, then I’ll report it as a mistake in the inventory count. If more disappears, then I guess I’ll have to get the feds involved.”
Sean grimaced. “Ugh. No one likes the feds.”
“I’m certainly not a fan, but I’ll have to report it. I can’t risk losing my license.”
Sean started to reply, but the waitress slid Sean’s dinner in front of him.
Sawyer dug into his dinner with gusto. He was a lot hungrier than he thought. He had just finished when Zac, the pack leader; his brother, Josiah, the sigma of the pack; Conner; and several other pack members came in. They spotted Sawyer and everyone settled around him to catch up. When he finally made it back tohis place, he wore a huge smile. He felt as though he had never left.
After his shower, he crashed into his bed, exhausted. An image of Abby’s beautiful face, blond hair, and chocolaty brown eyes flashed in his mind and a feeling of absolute want flowed through him before he pushed it aside and fell asleep.
3
Abby
Aweek flew by. Abby settled right into the clinic’s routines. The staff were extremely helpful and friendly. They welcomed her with open arms.
“Most people aren’t lucky enough to have a job they look forward to going to every morning,” she told herself, as she pulled into her parking spot.
Sawyer was extremely charismatic and had a way of putting all patients at ease immediately -- young and old, man or woman.
She had noticed, though, that lately he had been tense. When he wasn’t with patients, he hadn’t been joking around or smiling as much.
His face changed immediately after they finished with a little boy who was getting stitches out of his knee. The young man had wrecked his bike, jumping off homemade ramps. Sawyer had been joking about becoming a stunt double for the movies and laughing when the mom made a face at him. As soon as they left, the grim look returned as he walked into his office.
Abby walked behind him and watched him plop into his office chair with a sigh. She leaned against the door frame andcrossed her arms over her chest. She looked at him speculatively and chewed on her bottom lip for a second, debating whether she knew him well enough to ask questions.
He looked up at her and gave a tired smile. “Is everything okay?”
She nodded. “Actually, I wanted to ask you the same thing. You don’t seem like yourself lately.”
Sawyer shrugged. “I’m good. Just tired, I guess. Taking over a doctor’s clinic is a lot of work, and I feel like I’m doubling as a doctor and a paper pusher.”
“You don’t have to do everything alone, you know.”
Nodding, he replied, “I know. I just like to know everything that is going on with the business – all the ins and outs. Well, everything except for cleaning the bathrooms. I’ve never enjoyed that particular chore.”
She giggled. “I know what you mean. I’m here if you need me.”
Abby started to walk away but he stopped her. “Do you wanna grab some dinner tonight?”
Startled, she stopped abruptly and turned around. “Dinner?”
Her heart leaped and butterflies danced in her tummy. She felt like an idiot, repeating what he said, but he had taken her by surprise.
Laughing, he said, “Yeah. You know that meal that people eat in the evenings, usually with friends.”
“Oh,thatdinner,” she said. “Sounds great.”
“Text me your address and I’ll pick you up.”
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and tapped on it. “There you go. Send me a text ten minutes before you get there.”
He looked at his phone. “Huh. You’re within walking distance of my place. You’re a block and a half over.”
“Awesome,” she said. “I’m heading to room three. See you in a bit.”
Even though he is trying to hide it, there is something bothering him.