Page 107 of The Heir

Grabbing the folder off the top I nod, "Great, lets begin with….Laura."I quip, taking out her resume. "She looks promising."

Blair smiles and we spend the next few hours going over candidate after candidate, calling everyone in for an interview for the upcoming week. Working through lunch, we both look up when Xavier knocks on the door with an order of soup and crackers for us both, a considerate gesture from King.

"Ma'am, Mr. King asks you to please check your phone, and to take a second to eat."

I give him a playful smile. "Xavier, you've been reporting back to him all day, haven't you?" I tease, shaking my head but it really doesn't take me by surprise.

I stand up and stretch. Excusing Blair I finally look at my phone, seeing a couple missed texts asking me how I was feeling, and if I was okay.

"Yes, I'm ok. Thanks so much for the soup baby, Blair and I appreciate ya! How's your day?-Izzy

Sittingback down, I open up my soup and see a fragrant broccoli and cheddar soup that makes my mouth water. Picking my phone back up I text him again before he can respond.

Did you have lunch?-Izzy

In no time at all I see the three dots appear letting me know that he's typing me back.

I'm having the same thing you're having. I would have come down to join you but when I was free Xavier said you and Blair were knee deep in picking candidates so I decided to not barge in.-King

He sends me a smiley face and to be honest, the simple admission that he cared enough to give me space to do my job strikes me as incredibly thoughtful, in stark comparison to the other ways he's single-mindedly barreled into my life and taken over.

Well that's sweet of you King, thank you for allowing me space. Speaking of, I have an appointment in a couple hours that I need to leave for. I'll be back in time for Dennis to drive us home.-Izzy

Where are you going? And, what kind of appt?-King

I nervously nibble my lip. I should have said I had to meet with a client or something, but Xavier would have ratted me out in a heartbeat, then King would think I'm lying, or worse, trying to scheme to get away. I'vejustacknowledged my feelings for him, I'm not going anywhere.

It's my obgyn appt, you know, women stuff.-Izzy

He's typing for a minute before the message comes through.

You didn't tell me that you were going to the doctor today. Let me cancel my evening meetings. I'll take you.-King

No. No King please don't do that, it's not necessary, it's just routine. I don't need you there while she's got me in stirrups with all the little instruments. Please don't. I want to maintain some sort of sexy integrity around you.-Izzy

You know that wont bother me. What kind of instruments-King

Well, it bothers me. Sharp ones. Scrapy ones. And besides, they won't let you in for that anyways. Ask your mother if you don't believe me. -Izzy

…scrapy? Hm. Sounds…painful. So how long before we can have sex afterwards?-King

Spoken just like a true man. I should be good tomorrow. And besides, you didn't get enough all night?-Izzy

Google said you're having a pap smear then? And Isobel, it's never enough when it comes to you. Ask your doctor if I can suck your clit then at least, since I won't be able to stick my dick in you.-King

KING! I am not askingher that. Of course you can, silly.-Izzy

I blush.Oh my God.He's googling my symptoms? I'm oddly impressed, and curious at the same time, because this tells me that he's not been in a romantic relationship long enough to know what constitutes a pap smear. After another couple minutes the dots appear.

Oh my God… baby….that's what they do? They literally scrape your cervix?-King

He sends me a shocked emoji followed by a sad face one making me giggle.

Yes, with no pain medicine. It's very medieval-like, that they subject us women to this kind of torture without any sort of relief. -Izzy

Oh no. -King

I go about the next hour sending design estimates to Fabian, who thanks to King's meddling, didn't notice my absence. I'm contemplative on the way to the doctor, asking myself that if my suspicions are true, do I tell him right away? What do I do?

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