Doctor Next Door by Rush Olivia

Author:Rush, Olivia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Rebecca

Idiot, idiot, idiot. I chanted the phrase to myself with every step I took away from the carnival. I’d already passed Mason’s Dodge and left it behind. I didn’t care about having to walk home—all I wanted was out.

All my fears about the complications of going on this date with Mason had screamed to the forefront the minute Perry had appeared, and with that woman on his arm. The same blonde bimbo who’d told me to get lost when I’d gone for an interview at the Dirty Rice Diner.

I’d already started putting two and two together.

Perry had betrayed Mason—he’d made that much clear in our previous conversations—and Tabitha had been involved. The blondie had to be her. And that meant she was Mason’s ex-wife.

What had he seen in her? Or rather, the question was, what did he now see in me?

I was nothing like her. I wasn’t stick-thin or top heavy. I wasn’t bottle blonde or pouty-lipped in the extreme. And I certainly didn’t dress like I was about to take the runway at New York Fashion Week.

It doesn’t matter! I tried shoving all the thoughts aside and focused on winding through the parking area in front of the carnival grounds, my sandals crunching the gravel underfoot.

“Hey!” A woman called out behind me. “Hey, wait a second!”

I kept walking. It didn’t matter who it was, just that I got out of here and away from everything that’d happened.

Mason would be better off without me. If it wasn’t for me, none of that would have transpired back there. No Perry to mock me and then him, and no tension between us because of our strange relationship.

“Hold up, girl, damn.” Heels critzed over the gravel and a hand grasped my forearm. A hand, tipped in perfectly manicured nails. “I can’t run in Versace.”

I wrenched my grip free of her, but she circled and blocked my path. It was her. The blonde with the lips and the twigs for legs. I’d never been particularly judgmental of other women or men, but the fact that we were so different stung a little.

Maybe I was jealous. Maybe that was immature, but right now, after that show back there with Perry and Mason, I couldn’t help myself.

“We haven’t been formally introduced,” the woman said and extended that same nail-tipped hand. “I’m Tabitha Barnes.”

I took her hand, simply because it was against my nature to leave anyone hanging like that. “Rebecca.”

“Oh, I know who you are. I remember you from the Dirty Rice the other day, and I know what you’ve been getting up to the past few weeks.” She clucked like a hen. “Silly me, everyone in town knows what you’ve been getting up to the past few weeks. That’s Stoneport for you.”

“What do you want?” I asked and released her hand. I wiped mine off on the back of my cotton dress.

“Oh, straight to the point? No time for small talk? What a pity. I love a good bit of small talk, you know?”

I remained silent and stared at her.

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