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. It was a very kind gesture on your part offering tostand by her throughout this& sordid affair.Dean almost laughed out loud but managed toswallow it.He spread his palms apart on the desk. Well,I ll be glad to do whatever I can.Clay nodded, weighing Dean s words with patientcare.He glanced at a picture of Dean and Evy on abookshelf and jerked his strong chin to it. Is that thegirlfriend Megan was telling us about?Dean s breath hitched.The clock ticked louder, launching the onset of a sharp headache near hisbrainstem.The last thing he wanted was to drag Evy anyfurther into this mess than he had to.He followed Clay scurious gaze to the framed shot of he and Evy s smilingfaces inside Miller Park, where the Brewers were addingto a three run lead against the Chicago Cubs in thebackground.He turned back to Clay and replied with afaint nod. Pretty girl. Thank you. So how does she feel about all of this? Clay askedwith a sinister grin that made Dean sweat. I imagine itmust be very difficult. It sounds like you ve already got enough to worryabout.Clay raised his brow. I suppose you re right.I llhave some tickets sent over, he said with a wink. Meganisn t the biggest fan of baseball in the world but she doesenjoy going to the games.An eerie stillness swept over the room, cloakingthem in a period of unease the clock ticked off onepainstaking second at a time. Listen, Dean, I want you to know it takes a real man to make certain sacrifices in order to live up to hisresponsibilities, and I admire that about you.I really do.Dean honed his gaze, a gnawing feeling eating awayat his nerves.He resisted the urge to wipe the sweat fromhis upper lip as Clay grinned at him.Clay flicked his wrist out and checked a Rolexcrafted from gun metal.He exhaled a tired breath andslapped a hand on the desk, making Dean flinch. Well, Ijust wanted to introduce myself and say thank you forbeing so understanding about this whole& situation. Aforced smile cut across his toned cheeks. We ll getthrough it.Dean got up from his chair when Clay did, eager ashell for this man that smelled of designer cologne andclassy cigars to leave his office.Clay extended a hand and that million dollar smile. Nice to meet you, Dean, he said, shaking Dean s handwith a sturdy grip.The clock ticked and Clay turned forthe door, not moving nearly fast enough in Dean s mind.Clay gripped the doorknob and turned back to Dean,pinching his cold eyes together. Oh, before I forget,would you be able to take Megan to an ultrasound checkup tomorrow morning? Her mother and I will be at a rallyup north all day and Nancy would feel a lot better knowingyou were with her. He smiled warmly at Dean. Hearing your child s heartbeat for the first time really is the mostprecious moment of your life.A band of moths cranked up in Dean s stomach,stealing his breath.He had been seconds away fromgetting out of this horror show and now he was secondsaway from getting sucked in even deeper. Sure, he saiddully, the color leaving his face.Clay smiled brightly. Great.I ll tell Megan to callyou with the specifics.Dean stared at him, his brain already scrambling fora way out as Clay finally pulled the door open and headedback the way he came.Dean mopped the sweat from his lip with his hand,refusing to believe any of this was actually happening.Hehated Megan for bringing this angry cloud over his world,a world that had been shining like an angel s halo on abright spring morning.Gina appeared in the doorway and Dean barelynoticed the way her nipples were poking through hersatiny black top.The frown gripping her face was anotherstory. Who the hell is Megan?His shoulders slumped. No one, he said, grabbinghis cell phone and keys from the desk.  Before you leave, Mr.Whitmore would like to seeyou in his office.An exhausted sigh hissed from his lips.He stared atthe folder on his desk, Clay s words assaulting his everyturn. Why?Gina shrugged. Don t kill the messenger, she saidflatly, heading back to her post up front.He stared at the plaques on the wall, blurring theminto meaningless pieces of framed paper.Everything washollow now, filled with no significance, tainted from anew reality he still dared to believe.He squeezed his eyesshut, trying to imagine what his boss could possibly want.Whatever it was, Dean was sure he would have a hardtime paying attention.He straightened his coat andpracticed his smile in the reflection of his iPad beforeleaving his office.***The parking lot was nearly deserted and that was agood sign.Dean needed a plan of action and needed it fast.A bell rang when he pushed the glass door open andstepped inside, the smell of sanitizer and a Glade plug-inmixing in his lungs.The empty waiting room was a sightfor sore eyes, confirming the barren lot outside.  Well, hello, Dean!A courteous smile wiggled through his unshaven face. Hi, Marie. I thought your cleaning was next week. It is, he said, leaning against the moon-shaped frontdesk. Is Shaun free?She stared blankly at him for a moment, waiting forhim to elaborate.When he didn t she picked up a blackphone. Let me check, she said, punching some buttonsand putting the phone to her ear. He should be finishingup a root canal. Thanks.Bob Segar s Turn the Page oozed from the recessedspeakers in the ceiling, serenading Dean with a mournfulsaxophone that mirrored his drained disposition in perfectharmony.His eyes wandered out a nearby windowoverlooking a small wooded area, where Clay s wordslurked in the shadows, waiting for him to leave.Hewinced, realizing how close he had come to having it all. Doctor Morris, Dean is here to see you up front.Marie chewed on the tip of a pen as she listened, watchingDean with the phone pressed against her ear. No, DeanMartin, she laughed. Of course Dean Jacobs. Sherolled her eyes and smiled. Okay, I ll tell him, she said in a light voice, hanging up. He ll be right out. He really makes you call him doctor?She leaned back in her chair and let out a short laugh. Dentists are doctors, Dean, don t you know that? Sheleaned forward and lowered her voice. And don t youdare try telling him any different or he ll take it out on myChristmas bonus.Dean chuckled and took a seat in the waiting room,eager to avoid any further small talk [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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