Tangled Up: A second-chance, doctor romance with a touch of suspense. by Tia Louise

Author:Tia Louise [Louise, Tia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TLM Productions LLC
Published: 2021-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

BECK

“Reschedule as many as you can. For urgent follow-ups, I can see them on Zoom.”

I’m standing in my kitchen on the phone with my assistant, listening to the clatter of the keyboard as she reworks my schedule.

“Looks like most of your appointments for the week can be rescheduled. Is everything okay?”

“Just a situation here… I need to stay until it’s resolved.”

“Something with the old man?”

“Ah, no. It’s a personal matter.” Walking to my laptop open on the counter, I pull up my log. “I released Jeb Callahan. I’ll enter my notes in his file later today.”

“I’ve got you covered.”

“Thanks, Sue. I’ll be in touch.”

We disconnect, and I navigate over to the local florist. Carly loves purple pansies, because she says they look like they have little faces. Damn, she was always so cute. I’d steal a handful from Mrs. Garvey’s yard every fall.

Today I hop online and order them from The Flower Booth.

I promised to give her space, but now that I’ve seen that letter, I need to double down on my efforts to prove myself. Even here at the Pearl, I feel too far from her. She says that woman is still in Pensacola, but if her chief doesn’t know where she is, how can Carly?

The thought puts a knot in my throat, and I finish my order, pour my coffee in a thermos, and set out on foot in the direction of the florist. I’ll just pick up my order, and be sure she’s safely at home with her aunt.

Seeing her last night only whetted my hunger for more. She was so cute dancing in the kitchen, her hair up in a high ponytail, bare shoulders, bare legs leading down to bare feet, and pink toenails. I wanted to toss her over my shoulder and carry her home.

Sipping my coffee, I laugh at my inner caveman coming out. Who is this guy? Seven years changes a lot of things. I’m not a boy figuring out who I am or what I want. My life is established, and I want her.

I’ve always wanted her.

The bell rings as I push through the glass door at the tiny florist near Henry’s office. “I just placed an order online. It’s probably too soon for it to be ready—”

“Dr. Munroe?” The redhead behind the counter looks up, and I hesitate.

“Oh, hey… Libby, right?”

The Salty Brewnette waitress gives me a sly smile. “Good memory. You ordered flowers?” She steps over and taps on the iPad mounted on a white base behind the counter. “This little pansy bouquet? I would’ve expected orchids or calla lilies.”

“It’s a special thing.” I slip my hand in my pocket, retrieving my wallet. “Her favorite flowers.”

“Is this for the baggage?” She’s joking, but I don’t like the way it sounds now.

“More like Louis Vuitton luggage, and I’m taking very good care of it these days.”

Her full lips press together and she smiles, raising her eyebrows with a nod. “Good for you. A happy ending?”

My brow falls. “Not yet, but I’m working on it.

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