The Perfect 1 by Cory Cyr

Author:Cory Cyr [Cyr, Cory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Even though we’d technically only slept together twice, waking up without him felt odd. It was hard to believe how attached I’d become in a short amount of time. I was sure Lucas would “shrink me” and say it had everything to do with me being complacent. My fears were diminished because Lincoln couldn’t see. And maybe that was partially true, but I had a feeling of peace, and that was definitely an emotion I hadn’t known for a long time.

“You missed your last two appointments,” Dr. Bass noted as I sat down.

“Your brother was more work than I expected. I apologize for not calling.”

“Judging from your appearance, I’ll go out on a limb and say things have been going well,” he commented, flipping open his notepad.

“I thought we agreed my time with your brother was off-limits here.”

His eyes grilled me. “Whoa. It was a non-intrusive observance. I just happened to notice you seem different. Let’s move on, then. How are you feeling?”

Sexually and emotionally fulfilled. Your brother can fuck. “Fine. I think having something to do with my time other than dwell on the past is good.”

He nodded while scribbling. “I concur. You appear much more relaxed.”

“Well, appearances can fool you. Still have a fucked-up face. Nothing’s going to alter that.”

He turned the pad over on his lap, crossing tanned legs. “I realize nothing will change that fact, but maybe things look a little less dismal for you.”

I knew I had to give him something. “I spoke to an old friend yesterday. We talked on the phone for over an hour.”

“That’s progress, Jensyn. What made you reach out to her?”

I hedged, shifting my legs. “Tiffany lost her sight at twelve. I just thought it might be helpful in dealing with your brother’s situation.”

“Was that the only reason? It must have been hard to pick up the phone and ask for advice after so many years. It seems she was receptive. That makes me quite happy.”

“I screwed up by cutting her out of my life. She didn’t deserve being put in the same pile with those assholes who shunned me. I abandoned her. I knew she tried reaching out for over two years after I was first injured. I forced her to give up by turning away.”

“Well, clearly she understood, because it sounds as though your call was a success. It’s real progress. You need someone.” He lowered his voice. “I think every woman needs a BFF.” He chuckled.

“She plans to vacation here next year. She’s married with kids. That was always her dream, and she achieved it.”

“And what was your dream? I mean, when you and she talked about the future,” he asked, pushing up his glasses.

I twisted my hands together before placing them across my lap. “My life had already been mapped out. I always thought after I got old—” I stopped, snorting. “I’d retire from the runway and get hundreds of offers to be the spokesmodel for a cosmetic line. Or I’d start my own clothing or perfume company.

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