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fucking help me.” She strutted toward me, her heels sparking off the brick pavers. Her silhouette was tall and curvy and everything was tight-fitting. When she emerged into the light, I recognized her from inside. Candy the bedazzled groupie with the big mane of hair. “You think he’ll pick you over me because you’re some kind of princess doctor?”
    I wasn’t about to explain that nobody handed me anything. Paying for college and medical school was all on me and I had the loans to prove it. But that wasn’t her business. “Are you talking about Mr. Maxwell?”
    “Who else?” she said bitterly.
    “I don’t want him to pick me. You can have him.”
    “What, now you’re too good for him?”
    “No, that’s not what I’m saying either. It’s Candy, right?”
    “Now you making fun of my name, Bitch? Don’t think I won’t kick your skank ass because you’re a doctor.”
    Was she for real? Was she the kind of woman Lion surrounded himself with? I didn’t see how he could think I was his type. “No, I’m not making fun of your name. I was just making sure I remembered it correctly. Your name is Candy, right?”
    “Yeah. So?” She searched my eyes, looking for the hidden insult that wasn’t there. So defensive, like everyone was out to get her. In her world, maybe they were. It was sad.
    “I should tell you….” I stopped to think of how to phrase it so I didn’t offend her. “Doctors aren’t allowed to date their patients. It’s against the law.”
    “Serious?”
    “Yes. Even if I were interested in Mr. Maxwell, which I’m not, I couldn’t date him.”
    “Oh. Want a cigarette?” She pulled a pack and a lighter out of her purse. Did she actually want to be friends now that I was no longer competition?
    “Sorry. I don’t smoke. But thank you.”
    She shrugged and lit one for herself. “No matter what I do, Lion won’t fuck me.”
    This was news. Now I was interested in talking to her. “Really?”
    “Yeah. He doesn’t know what he’s missing. I suck good dick. Know what I’m saying?”
    “Oh. Yes. Of course.”
    “Make a man come so hard he turns himself inside out. You ever suck dick like that?”
    “Um…”
    “Nah.” She waved her cigarette in the air, leaving a curling trail of smoke. “You’re too uptight for that kind of thing. Am I right? Probably don’t even like the taste of dick.”
    “Actually, I happen to like the taste of dick just fine.”
    She snorted. “You sure?”
    “Yes I’m sure.”
    “You swallow?”
    I wasn’t exactly enjoying this conversation, but I wouldn’t let her one up me. “Yes, I swallow.”
    She smirked at me but I was gaining her respect. “When was the last time you sucked a dick? I mean like really sucked it?”
    Her crassness was a bit much, but I was perfectly willing to have the discussion if she cleaned up her language. I wasn’t holding my breath. “It’s been a while. But I did it frequently when I was married.”
    “You divorced?”
    “Sadly, yes.”
    “Uh huh,” she nodded. Somehow, that earned points with her. “He cheat on you? They always cheat. Men are dogs.”
    “Nope. He didn’t cheat.”
    “That you know of.” She said it with such certainty, I had to stop and think about it.
    “No, I don’t think he did.”
    She smiled big. “You cheated on him, didn’t you? That’s my girl!”
    “No. I never had time to cheat. That’s why he left me. I never had time for him.”
    “Shoulda sucked his dick more. He woulda stayed.”
    I tried not to laugh. “You might be right.”
    “Damn right I’m right. Men don’t need much to keep them happy. A good blowjob every week will save any marriage.” She had a point, but it was too late to help mine.
    “So why are you having trouble with Lion? You’re a beautiful woman with plenty of confidence.” I had to admit, despite her sandpaper personality, there was a certain animalistic beauty to Candy that made her the perfect woman for a man like Lion Maxwell. All she