Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
“Two of my buddies live in the building and are raising their families there. It’s exactly the type of place I’d want to raise my kid.”
“Then you obviously haven’t spent enough time on the Upper West Side—”
“Alright, enough!” I held my hands up. “Why don’t we just keep quiet for the rest of the ride?”
“Fine with me.” Owen shrugged.
“Whatever.” Robert looked out the window.
I was never so grateful to pull up in front of a gynecologist’s office. The three of us remained quiet while we rode the elevator up to the thirty-first floor. When we arrived at suite 3160, both men reached for the door handle at the same time.
I sighed. “I’ll open it.”
The first time I’d been to Dr. Talbot’s office, there were two other women in the waiting room. This time, it was wall-to-wall people. My shoulders slumped as I walked up to the reception desk.
“Hi. Devyn Marks. I have a nine o’clock appointment with Dr. Talbot.”
“Sign in on the sheet, please. But just to let you know, Dr. Talbot had an emergency this morning, so she’s running a little late.”
“How late?”
The woman frowned. “She hasn’t arrived yet. So at least an hour.”
Oh, God. The thought of sitting with these two for that long made me want to run back out of the office—and into traffic. Robert leaned over, speaking to the woman through the small cutout circle in the glass. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I flew in for the appointment and have to catch a plane early this afternoon. Would there be any way we might be able to get in first when the good doctor arrives?”
The woman’s lips twisted. “Everyone here is busy. You’ll just have to wait your—” She looked up for the first time, and her jaw dropped. “Oh my God. You’re Robert Valentino, aren’t you?”
Robert flashed his signature movie-star smile. “I am.”
The woman looked like she was going to piss her pants. “God, I loved you in Last Tango. I’m such a big fan. I’ve seen all of your movies.”
“So you’re the one…”
The woman threw her head back, laughing as if he’d just told the funniest joke. Meanwhile, I rolled my eyes. I’d heard him use that ‘So you’re the one’ line a thousand times.
But Robert knew how to lay on the charm when he needed to. It might not work on me anymore, but most women were putty in his hands.
He lowered his voice. “I know what I do makes me no more important than anyone else waiting. In fact, I’d venture to guess I have the most trivial job here. But I’m filming in Rome, and me being here today means we had to shut down production. If I miss my flight this afternoon, all of the crew is going to have to stay an extra few days. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but so many of them have families they’ve been away from a long time and schedules they need to adhere to. So if there’s anything at all you can do to get us in quickly when the doctor arrives, I’d appreciate it.”
The receptionist batted her eyelashes and leaned forward. “I’ll see what I can do.”
He winked. “Thank you.”
We stepped back from the reception desk and looked around the packed waiting room. There weren’t three seats together, but there were two on one side of the room and one on the other.
Robert put his hand on the small of my back and lifted his chin to the two seats. “Why don’t we go sit there?”
“Actually,” I said, “you two go sit there. I’m going to sit over here.”
Before either of them could object, I stalked over to the lone seat and parked my butt. Robert and Owen glanced around again, as if some seats might’ve magically opened up since the last time they checked. Neither of them looked happy, but they sat side by side. Owen folded his arms across his chest and stared straight ahead while Robert leaned his elbows on his knees and scrolled on his phone.
Over the next hour, I did my best to avoid eye contact with either of them. Only one woman had been called back so far, but at least they’d started taking patients. Ten minutes later, the receptionist Robert had schmoozed called my name. Turned out he was good for something today…
The starry-eyed woman smiled as she showed us to an exam room in the back. She took a gown from the drawer and held it out to me, but her eyes never left Robert as she spoke. “Everything from the waist down comes off.”
I took the gown from her hands. “Thank you.”
“The doctor should be in in just a few minutes.”
Robert checked the woman’s nametag and smiled. “Thanks, Laura. You’re the best.”
Once she stepped outside, the two men looked at me.