I jerk and whirl around, the coffee grounds flying everywhere.

Christopher raises his eyebrows at me. “I apologize. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

I brush the coffee out of my bangs. “No, my bad. I was lost in Stellaville. I get a little better after I actually drink the coffee instead of throwing it all over myself, though. Usually, Doc and Carlita don’t speak to me until I’ve had a cup.” I sweep my hand down my “loud” dress. “I’m sure you’ll get used to that.”

He crosses his arms over his chest and studies me. There is something about his gaze that infuriates me as well as flusters me.

“So, Lockwood, tell me about yourself.”

“Excuse me?” he wanders into the room

“You work with Dr. Rivers...how do you like the clinic? She and Doc are great friends.”

I go back to the coffee so as to stop staring at him. He actually doesn’t look all that different from the grainy internet photo, so I’m not sure why all of the sudden “awkward” is completely hot to me. But wow, awkward is totally doing it for my hormones.

“I grew up in Bellevue.”

“Fancy. Let me guess. Your dad works at Microsoft.”

“My mom, actually,” he almost growls. “May I ask why this is so interesting to you?”

The growl makes my tummy flutter because there is something seriously wrong with me.

“Just making conversation.” I shrug. “Do you...know anyone else in Brazen Bay?”

“No. Just you and Dr. Anderson so far.”

I stifle my sigh of relief. He doesn’t know anyone and he is pretty standoffish about personal chitchat. Chances are good that he won’t talk to too many people about his personal life—which means good things for me and my closetful of lies. Though, some guys might thank me for the glowing report I gave about his bedroom skills. I look at Mr. Serious again. No, he won’t appreciate that at all. Especially my assertions of his...girth.

If I can relax and stay focused this week, I might be okay. I reach for my black tourmaline touchstone for comfort and realize I left it at home.

I’m in deep bukkake here.










Chapter Four

Christopher