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I’m worried. You’re not about to go ‘Livin’ La Vida Loca,’ are ya?” he asks seriously, and I can’t help but chuckle, as Hunter is never one to mince his words.
    “First of all,” I state, holding up a finger. “You call me a man-whore. And now—” I add a second finger “—you’re questioning my sexuality. Hunter, your overactive imagination never ceases to amaze me. Maybe you’re in the wrong profession. I heard Walt Disney is hiring,” I say with a grin.
    “Joke all you want, but I know something is up. So spit it out.”
    Sighing, I run a hand through my disheveled hair, and I know the only way to shut him up is to tell him the truth. “I met this chick at work. Actually, I met two chicks,” I correct.
    “You do remember your workplace isn’t a brothel, right?”
    “Ha, very funny. I met girl number one, Madison, on Friday night,” I explain, unable to keep the affection from my voice.
    “I thought she was just a random hook-up?”
    I pull a grossed-out face when I realize he’s talking about the blonde. “No, not her. I fucked her to get Madison out of my system.”
    Hunter grins. “But I’m guessing it didn’t work?”
    “You guessed right. She was so incredibly…sweet.”
    “And girl number two?” he asks, folding his arms across his chest.
    I sigh. “Girl number two is the complete opposite to Madison. For starters, I met her at work.”
    “Uh oh,” Hunter butts in, but I hold up my hand, telling him to zip it. Thankfully he complies.
    “She’s a patient, and before you start with the third degree, I didn’t do anything.”
    Hunter nods, his lips pulled in tight.
    “She’s trouble, man, I know it, but I can’t stop thinking about her. She wrote her fucking number in bright red lipstick across my bathroom mirror,” I confess.
    “She what?” Hunter says incredulously. “No way!’
    “Yes way,” I counter, because it’s very true.
    “So, what’s she seeing you for?” he asks, totally ignoring patient/doctor confidentiality.
    “I can’t tell you. That’s between my patient and me,” I reply, half serious.
    “Oh, bullshit! If you’re thinking about screwing her, then I think that rule is entirely void.”
    He’s right, so I sheepishly reply, “She’s addicted to sex.”
    Hunter’s mouth pops open. He shakes his head animatedly and jams his finger into my chest. “You need to stay away from this little nympho, Dix. With your man-whoring tendencies, and her out-of-control libido, you’ll end up fucking one another to death. Not to mention, she is your patient, Dr. Mathews.”
    “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 interested in 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,