Knave of Broken Hearts by Lain Tara

Author:Lain, Tara [Lain, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

KEN PUSHED open the door to their building.

Gene ran a couple of steps to catch up. “Hey, slow down. Your patients won’t die in five minutes.”

Ken frowned and glanced at his watch. He actually had half an hour until his next appointment, but he wanted out of the club and nowhere near Jim Carney. “If I get behind on one appointment, it screws up the whole day.”

“Speaking of patients, weren’t you kind of hard on Jim Carney?”

“No.” He crossed his arms.

Gene shrugged. “You as much as told him he was going to die. And in front of Alex Murch. Jesus, man, that’s tough duty.”

Ken puffed out his cheeks as he blew. “He will die if he doesn’t shape up.”

“Seriously? What’s he got?”

“Mitral valve prolapse.”

Gene’s eyes widened. “Wow. I didn’t think you’d tell me.”

Jesus. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have. Forget I said it.”

“But you told me he wasn’t serious, right? Hell, the guy looks more than healthy. In fact, I’d call him delicious.”

Ken stared at the black tile floor of the lobby, then glanced toward the suite where Jim had been working. “Yeah, but his problem is more severe than a lot of people. He’ll be fine if he takes precautions.”

“Precautions like kale and wheatgrass juice?”

“Maybe not that far, but he needs to eat a reasonable diet, reduce stress, moderate drinking, shit like that.”

Gene flipped his hand. “Yes, well, I’ve got to admit I didn’t believe you when you said he was straight until today. That was one happy family scene there at the club. The blue-collar dude and the billionaire’s daughter. Who’d have guessed it?”

Ken gritted his teeth. “He works for them.”

“That may be true, darling, but clearly he slept his way to the top.” He laughed. “So are you taking me to dinner tonight to celebrate my getting into the club?”

Ken pulled his eyes away from the door to the suite. “What? Oh, I suppose so.”

“Don’t sound so enthusiastic, darling, but do pick me up at eight. See you later.” He looked up at a man about to step on the elevator. “Hold it, please.” He glanced at Ken. “Coming?”

“A minute.”

“See you tonight.” Gene jogged into the elevator, and the door closed.

Ken breathed in deeply through his nose. Slept his way to the top. Was that true? Had Jim been banging that woman the whole time Ken had known him? God, why should that be hard to believe? Why should he even care? Jim made him crazy. He’d done two wholly unprofessional things, both brought on by that damned blue-collar guy. He sighed. What had Gene called him? That delicious man.

Movement outside the lobby glass made him glance up to see Jim running toward the entrance. He looked really upset. God, Ken wanted to go smooth the wrinkles in Jim’s forehead and tell him to reduce stress. Or maybe hit him for being a straight player.

Tanaka, you’re cracked.

He raced to the stairway and slipped inside before Jim made it to the front door.

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