Page 12 of Dirty Dix

“I know, I know. And you’re right. But Hunt, I’m intrigued by her.”

“You’re intrigued by her zeal to fuck anything in sight more like it,” he replies with a smirk.

“That’s not it. This isn’t about sex.”

Hunter raises an unconvinced eyebrow.

“Okay, it’s a little about sex. But there is something more to her. There is something more to both. I haven’t been interestedin a chick since…” but I remain mute, not wanting, or needing, to finish that sentence.

Hunter runs a hand down his face and blows out a breath. “Look, bro, this nympho sounds like trouble. Personally, I would refer her to another doctor and forget you ever met her. This will get sticky, and I mean that in every literal sense there is.”

I nod, defeated, and also, disappointed. I don’t want there to be any truth in what he says, but there is. I need to stop this before things spiral out of control. “You’re right. That’s what I’ll do,” I say with a firm nod. “Treating her is not good for either of us.”

“’Attaboy,” he says, playfully punching me on the arm. “You’ll forget you ever met this little sexual deviant in no time.”

“Dr. Mathews,” a voice says from behind us.

Both Hunter and I turn around and are faced with Juliet Harte. My memories of her have paid her no justice at all, and with the super tight jogging outfit she’s currently wearing, I’ve just made new memories, which I plan on revisiting later tonight.

“Ms. Harte,” I reply, hoping I appear calm while I check out her gorgeous breasts in the white crop top she’s sporting.

Hunter clears his throat loudly, ruining my ogling, and I sigh. “Hunter, this is Ms. Harte. Ms. Harte, Hunter,” I say, waving my hand between the two.

“Please, call me Juliet,” she says with a small smile.

“Very well.” I nod.

And then, there is silence.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Juliet,” Hunter says, totally saving my ass, as I have no idea what to say to her. “O Romeo,Romeo,wherefore art thou, Romeo?” he teases, placing a hand over his heart dramatically.

Juliet giggles, while I shake my head at my friend’s stupidity.

The Chihuahua at her feet begins yapping, thankfully cutting through the silence, and Juliet sighs. “I better go. Marcia gets cranky if her walk gets interrupted.” The Chihuahua yaps in agreement. “I’ll see you Monday?” she says, but it actually sounds more like a question.

“Yes. Monday it is,” I reply stiffly.

Juliet looks overjoyed by my response. “Okay, well, it was nice meeting you, Hunter. Awesome name, by the way,” she says with a playful wink, before re-inserting her earbuds and taking off into a slow sprint.

Hunter and I eagerly watch, mesmerized by how amazing her ass looks in those tight spandex pants.

Once she’s out of sight, Hunter mumbles, “That’sthe nympho?”

“The one and only,” I reply with a sigh.

“Change of plans. Fuck finding her another doctor. Send her my way. Make up some excuse as to why she needs to buy stocks.”

I don’t reply and only shake my head because I know once Monday rolls over, I’m a goner.

As we wait in silence for Marie and Ralph to hurry up and buy their damn pretzels, Hunter lightheartedly mutters, “It’s a lot about sex, you lying bastard.”

Another uneventful weekend has passed where I stayed indoors and steered clear of all females. Bumping into Juliet on Friday night has thrown me because I can’t stop thinking about her. What I told Hunter was true. Yes, I am ridiculously attracted to her, but it’s not just the physical attraction. She reallydoesintrigue me.

Although I’ve been lost in my Juliet spell, I haven’t forgotten about another woman I found just as intriguing as Juliet. Madison. It’s uncanny that I have met two women in the span of a week. I say uncanny because I couldn’t even findonewoman after Lily who remotely sparked my interest, but now I have two.

These two women are opposites, yet I find myself attracted to both. Madison, from the brief minutes spent with her, Icould tell she was sweet, innocent, and pure. But Juliet, there’s nothing sweet nor innocent about her. They truly represent the stereotypical devil and angel icons.

“Dr. Mathews, Ms. Harte is here to see you. She’s a little early. Is it okay to send her in?” Susanna says through the intercom, jolting me from my thoughts.

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