Page 80 of Cause of Action

I glanced up. Our eyes locked, and my heart raced.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t let you do that.”

“Sure you can. Have you ever heard of paying forward?” He flashed a disgusting smile. “Now, be a good girl, and let me pay for your lunch. My eyes stayed locked on his as the memory damn of that night broke and flooded my head.

“I appreciate it. I’ll make sure to pay it forward.”

“That’s all I ask.” He grinned. “FBI Agent Colin Weathers.” He extended his large hand.

“Morgan Bentley.” I lied and placed my hand in his.

The last thing I wanted to do was shake his filthy hand, but I had to play it cool.

“Are you from around here?” he asked.

“I’m from New Jersey. I’m visiting the city for the day.”

“You don’t sound like you’re from Jersey.”

“I’ve only lived there a year. Thank you again for lunch. It was nice to meet you.” I grabbed my purse, hooked it over my shoulder, and left the restaurant.”

I climbed into my car and let out a breath, my heart racing erratically. The pinging of my phone jolted me. Reaching into my purse, I saw a text from Roman.

“Hi. What are you doing?”

“Hi. Just leaving Chinatown.”

“Chinatown? Care to tell me why you’re in Chinatown?”

“I had lunch at a restaurant where my father and I always ate.”I lied.“Is there a reason you’re texting me?”

“I just got out of court and was thinking about you. Are you going to be home for dinner? I was planning on cooking.”

A smile crossed my lips as I read his last message.

“I didn’t know you cooked.”

“I can cook.”

“And I can help. I’ll be heading home soon. I have one more stop to make.”I glanced at my watch.

“I’ll see you at home.”

“See you at home, Roman.”

I stepped into the Kind Medical Center and walked up the stairs to the second floor. I placed my hand on the handle of Dr. Georgia Kind’s office, opened it, and walked in.

“Good afternoon.” A pretty brunette behind the desk smiled.

“Hi. I have an appointment with Dr. Kind. My name is Morgan Ashley.”

She gathered some papers and clipped them to a clipboard, then handed me the clipboard and a pen.

“These are new patient forms. Bring them back up here once you’re done filling them out.”

“Thank you.” I smiled.

Once I filled out the paperwork, I took them up to the desk.

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