A Match for Meghan (Heartsong Presents) by Johnson Kimberly Rose

Author:Johnson, Kimberly Rose [Johnson, Kimberly Rose]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Meghan rushed into the clinic. “Sorry I’m late,” she said to Emma, who sat at the front counter. “My alarm clock died.”

“Everything is under control. Dr. Harding’s first patient was a no-show, so you’re good.”

Meghan tossed her bag under the counter. “Whew. Is he in his office?”

“I think so.”

Meghan flew down the hall and knocked on the doorjamb. He swiveled in his chair and raised a brow. “I know. I’m late. But in all fairness, it’s never happened before.”

“True. Are you okay?”

“Yes. Thanks for asking.” It touched her that his first concern was for her well-being. “Actually, my alarm is on the fritz and I overslept. Not a good way to start the week.”

“Been there, done that. I’m glad that’s all it was.” He swiveled back to his desk.

Meghan took that as her cue to leave, spun away and smacked into Ben in the hallway. “Oh! Sorry.” He placed his hands gently on her shoulders as if to stop her from coming closer.

“No problem.” He dropped his arms to his sides. “How are you?”

“Frazzled.”

He cocked his head to the side. “Why?”

“It’s one of those days. How about you?”

“Fantastic.” He grinned like the cat that had caught the mouse. What was up with that? Not that Ben walked around sad all the time, but mischief hovered over him this morning. She stepped around him. “Have a good one.” There was no time to analyze what was going on there.

She hadn’t fallen asleep last night until after midnight because she hadn’t been able to get Ben off her mind. All that talking with Laura had put him front and center in her thoughts, and now she couldn’t shut them out. One thing was certain, this hold he had on her needed to end. He was a client and the co-owner of the clinic where she worked—nothing more, nothing less.

She swerved behind the front counter and plopped down beside Emma. “It’s quiet this morning. Where is everyone?” She still needed to close out Ben’s dating profile, so maybe now would be a good time.

Emma shrugged. “You know how it is. We’re either too busy, or not busy enough. Personally, I welcome the quiet and time to get things caught up on the computer.”

“Good point.” Meghan powered on hers. But instead of going to Ben’s profile, she opened her personal email account. She’d neglected to check her inbox at home, and since things were quiet at work...

She deleted advertisements, then paused at one from the online dating service she was using for Dr. Young. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one was paying attention, she then clicked on the email and caught her breath. It was to someone with the screen name Foxy-Girl from a person who called himself Animal-Magnet. Meghan stifled a giggle—some people.

The names alone made her want to read the note. The man seemed like a nice person. She’d half expected the note to be lewd, but instead, he was a gentleman.

Obviously, Foxy-Girl had entered the wrong email address.

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