Page 55 of King of Hearts

She let out a little gasp of shock. “Juan, chill, this is how visits go.”

I spun to look at Taylor, and a bone-weary anger began surfacing in my stomach.

“So, you undress in here, in front of him, before every visit?”Please tell me she doesn’t. Please fucking tell me she doesn’t.

Taylor’s face turned red. “These exams are all pretty up close and personal. I know how it must seem from the outside, but—”

“Dr. Kline,” I said, cutting her off. My voice was a warning, and he seemed to realize that as his face began to flush red.Motherfucker.“Go find a female doctor. If you can’t find one then return with a female nurse.”

He stood, letting out a little scoff. “This isn’t what you think.”

“I think you need to go do as I said before I smash your face in with that laptop.”

Shaking his head, he eyed Taylor once more before moving toward the door.

Her eyes darted toward the closed door. “What the hell, Juan?!”

“Tell me the truth—have you ever let him get you off?”

Her eyebrows hit her hairline. “What…that’s crazy…”

“Answer me.” I was barely containing the rage rolling through me. I wanted to kill him, fucking murder him.

Her lips thinned while the rest of her neck and face turned an angry pink color. “Not on purpose.”

My eyes narrowed, my fists clenching at my sides. “What. The. Fuck. Does. That. Mean?”

She pulled her tank top back on slowly, linking her arms over her belly. “He was asking me how my hormones were doing, and at the time I was going insane. Nothing was helping, and I felt like a deranged sex addict even for struggling. So, he offered to show me a stimulation tactic that would help.”

I was going to go to jail. That was just the end of it.

“So, he touched you?”

Taylor lifted her shoulders just slightly.

“Did he touch you?” I upturned the metal tray of tools that were out for the appointment. I needed an outlet for this rage.He fucking touched her…he…

Taylor winced, clenching her arms tighter over her chest. “He showed me the movement, yes…and he did it until I came, so I knew it could be done.”

My voice cracked as I worked to swallow the lump in my throat. “Did he keep his gloves on?”

Her shuddering features told me enough.

“He took his fucking gloves off, stuck his fingers in your pussy, and made you come, and you think that’s fucking normal?”

Her cheeks flushed a deep pink while tears lined her eyes. “I’ve never been pregnant, I don’t know what the hell normal is…they stuck a big-ass wand covered in a huge condom up my vagina the first time I came in here.”

It was when her voice cracked that I realized I was being too harsh on her. I wasn’t even angry withher; I was just pissed as hell at the man who’d taken advantage of her.

Walking forward, I cradled her head in my hands and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Hey, hey, I’m sorry.”

She hiccupped as tears began to stream down her face. “I didn’t know that wasn’t normal…I thought my reaction to it was embarrassing, and I was so ashamed, but he promised me it was completely normal. I mean his hands are always in my vagina every time I come in for a checkup, so I thought it was normal. He told me he had to remove the gloves in order to show me…so I could feel it.”

Rubbing circles into her back, I kept kissing her hairline.

“It’s okay, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

The door opened, and a female nurse walked in, her eyes already softening at the sight of Taylor’s tears. I grabbed a Kleenex and handed it to Taylor while I slowly slipped toward the exit.

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