Page 62 of Fear of Intimacy

Helping him stand up, I walked him to the door. He seemed…lighter than when he first walked in. Like my words helped ease something inside of him.

“Same time next week?”

“Of course, Doc.”

Giving me one last smile and pat on the hand, Mr. Waltham headed for the front doors of the building. Shutting my own office door, I leaned my forehead against it with a sigh. That was an unusual visit for him. I just hoped what I said helped a little.

Hearing my phone ring, I quickly went over to my desk and answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hey.”

The voice on the other side made my heart sputter.

Trevor.

“Hey.” This was probably the first time we’d talked on the phone, just the two of us.

“How’s work going?”For some reason, those words made my throat close up. No one other than Josie ever asked me how work was. My own parents despised my job so of course they wouldn’t ask.

“Um, good. My patient just left, so I've got about an hour before the next one. How was practice?” I tried to keep my voice casual but was pretty sure I was failing.

“You okay?”Trevor completely passed over my own question.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Fine doesn’t always mean okay.”I heard shuffling in the background as he spoke.

“When did you get so analytical?” I leaned my hip against my desk, holding my phone closer to my ear. Weirdly, just hearing his voice made me feel better. It was days like today, having to help bear the weight of a loss, that made my job hard and draining.

“I have many layers.”I could practically hear the smirk in his voice, even though I couldn’t see him.“Seriously though, you sound upset. Did something happen?”

“Just a hard day with a patient.”

“Well, I think I know how to cheer you up.”

A knock sounded at my door. I already knew it was going to be my assistant telling me she was going on her lunch break. With my phone still pressed to my ear, I headed for the door.

“And what is that?”

Waiting for his response, I opened the door only to stop in my tracks. Trevor stood in front of me, holding up a bag of food with his phone to his ear.

“Lunch.”

I slowly brought my phone down, staring at him in surprise. He was the last person I expected to see.

“Hope it’s okay that I just dropped by.” He had a hesitant look on his face, like he was expecting me to turn him away. Why the hell would I do that? He had been stuck in my mind from the moment I got home last night. Plus, he brought food.

“It’s more than okay.” I beamed. Him showing up was exactly what I needed. “Come in.”

I stepped to the side for him to pass by, my assistant standing right behind him with an approving look on her face. She sent me a wink before I shut the door. Facing Trevor, I noticed how his presence filled my entire office.

“I stopped by Rick’s and thought you could use something to eat.” Trevor rubbed the side of his neck, the motion making him irresistibly cute. At the mention of Rick’s food truck, my stomach growled.

One of the best things to come out of Josie and Wyatt’s relationship was finding out Rick's Food Truck existed. Rick owned one of the best food trucks and had some ofthebest hamburgers in Toronto. I became a regular after the first time Josie took me there.

“Sounds perfect.” I woke up late this morning and hadn’t had time to grab a proper breakfast before my first appointment, so I was starving.

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