Getting Lucky (The Portland Pioneers Book 2) by Beth Bolden

Author:Beth Bolden [Bolden, Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Comedy
Published: 2014-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Noah really hated Dr. Singh’s waiting room. It was all neutral pastels, tasteful decor and soothing music. He figured it must have been designed to make people with brain problems seem a little less broken, but its transparency just made him feel worse. Like he was really, truly fucked up.

“Mr. Fox, Dr. Singh is ready to see you now,” the receptionist said and Noah glanced up to see her smiling at him. She was young and pretty and he’d checked her ring finger on an earlier occasion and found it empty, but even with all her inviting glances and flirtatious smiles, he’d never felt even the slightest bit of interest. Apparently what it took for him now was flour on a cheek and an unimpressed attitude. Maybe his new sexual preferences were additional evidence of his brain damage.

Noah walked into Dr. Singh’s office, shutting the door behind him and taking a seat on one of the two extremely uncomfortable chairs that were arranged before the mahogany desk. Dr. Singh sat behind it, leaning forward on his elbows, fingers steepled as he regarded Noah intently.

Dr. Singh was young, probably not even forty, Noah figured, and had a no bullshit policy and a sense of humor that Noah had always appreciated. The latter made this chore a tiny step above sheer torture.

“Mr. Fox, long time no see,” he said, gaze never leaving Noah’s face.

“I’ve been busy, I guess. Bought a new house. Starting a major remodel,” Noah said, struggling not to feel guilty that he’d avoided so many of his calls. Because really, the new house had nothing to do with hitting ignore on his phone whenever it happened to be Dr. Singh calling.

“A new house. Very exciting.” Dr. Singh sounded like he knew what bullshit Noah’s excuse was, but he didn’t call him out on it. “How are you doing? Any better?”

“About the same, I guess.” Noah tried to sound as non-committal as possible.

“Headaches?” Dr. Singh asked.

“A few.”

Dr. Singh reclined in his chair, his expression all fond exasperation. “When you first started coming to see me, I couldn’t get you to stop telling me all about your symptoms. Now I can’t get you to talk. What gives, Mr. Fox?”

Noah knew exactly what his deal was. At first, he’d dredged up every single thought or feeling he’d had, every single symptom or twinge he’d felt that was out of the ordinary, with the crazy hope that Dr. Singh would laugh and wave them all away as if they were nothing. But they were never nothing, and now he came here with the full knowledge that if he did share, the only news he’d hear was bad.

“You realize,” Dr. Singh continued, “that there’s very little point in you coming here if you won’t tell me anything.”

He hadn’t wanted to come at all. He’d only made the appointment because he wasn’t willing to straight out lie to his best friend. But he couldn't exactly confess this to Dr. Singh, who was already annoyed that Noah had been dodging his calls.

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