Page 64 of A Doctor for Daisy

Daisy didn’t know if she wanted to grind her teeth or cry while she was sitting in the car in the parking lot.

“Maybe you wouldn’t have made mistakes if Grandma had given you advice,” she argued.

“I wouldn’t have listened. I was too headstrong,” her mother said.

Which explained why her mother never gave her advice or helped her out when she was being bullied in school or wasn’t sure what to do with a boy. She’d long since stopped asking because it was no different than what her friends said and that was meaningless.

“Not everyone is the same,” she said.

“Sorry, Daisy,” her mother said. “I’m not sure what the big deal was and why you waited so long to tell Heather, but you made that decision. You’ll figure it out. Best friends don’t stay angry with each other for long.”

“You’re right,” she said. No reason to stay on the call at this point. It wasn’t helping and only making her feel even worse.

She let herself into the building and got to work.

By one she was done with all her orders that she’d had scheduled. Since she’d already worked five days this week, Saturday was just to cover orders and not actually be in the store front unless needed.

She didn’t have to work tomorrow and decided to leave for the day.

When she was home, she packed her bag, having told Theo she was going to spend the night since she planned on telling Heather.

He seemed excited over it so that was one positive thing.

She left a note on the counter that she wouldn’t be home and would see Heather tomorrow. Luke wasn’t working she was sure, so Heather would spend the night there and come back in the morning.

She drove to Theo’s house, pulled into the driveway and went to the door with her bag. They had no plans tonight and that was fine with her.

After the morning she’d had, she only wanted to relax and put it from her mind.

Theo was there holding the door for her. “You got out earlier than I thought,” he said.

“I got an early start on work.” She put a smile on her face. He hadn’t asked how it went with Heather and she figured guys didn’t think much of it.

She didn’t want to give him a chance either.

What she needed was comfort and the only way she could get it now was physically.

“Sounds like you were excited to get here,” he said.

“I was,” she said. She put her bag down and her arms went up and over his head. “I’m always happy and excited to see you.”

His mouth went to hers, she deepened the kiss and then hopped up so that her legs were around his waist.

“Is that an invitation?”

“Yes,” she said. “Take me to your room. Or take me right here.”

“The bed is softer,” he said. “Too many windows in the foyer and the floor is a bit hard.”

“You’re no fun,” she said, laughing. It was exactly what she needed right now.

“Don’t try to guilt me into it right here,” he said. He was smiling at her. “It’s not going to work. I do my best work in the bedroom.”

He started to move to the back of the house and his room, laid her down on the bed and then came down on top of her. His hands moved up her body, under her shirt, slowly lifting it.

She felt the shivers but wasn’t about to tell him to stop.

She wiggled a little to let him get her shirt off. She was only wearing leggings and a long cotton shirt now. No reason to dress up, as she wanted to stay in for the day anyway.

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