More Than a Kiss by Saxon Bennett, Layce Gardner Read Free Book Online

drooled over that cleft, but Amy thought
it made his chin look like a tiny little butt on the end of his face.  She must
be the only woman in the world immune to his cleft and good looks.  She'd seen
all the nurses fan their faces and pat their hearts when he walked by.  Amy
wrinkled her nose like she smelled something stinky anytime he was near.  To
tell the truth, she was sick of Chad and tired of all good-looking male
doctors.  What she wouldn't give to work with a measly, shrimp-y, ugly doctor
with a wart on his chin instead of a cleft.
    Chad
gestured to her closed laptop.  "Did I catch you looking at porn?"
    "What? 
No," she said quickly.  Maybe too quickly.  Saying it quickly like that
made her look guilty.
    Chad
laughed.  She hated his laugh.  It wasn't genuine.  It sounded like the canned
laughter in a sit-com.  She knew Chad had probably carefully cultivated the
tenor and rhythm of his laugh.  It was designed to charm a woman out of her
panties.  Well, it wasn't going to work on her.  Not again.
    Amy
had been with Chad once before.  Once .  It was when she was new at the
hospital, and didn't know any better.  Chad had shown her lots of attention
those first two weeks.  He showered her with his cleft, his laugh, his toothsome
bling.  He asked her out for a drink and she tried to say no, but he made it
impossible.  And, maybe the truth was that she might have been a little bit
lonely.  Okay, a lot lonely.  She met him for one drink that turned into
four or five or who the hell's counting and next thing she knew she was too
drunk to drive and they were sharing a cab and sharing his bed.
    The
sex was unremarkable – at least the parts she remembered.  Not that she was all
that well versedin this particular human
diversion, but she didn't have an orgasm that was for sure.  Why did she keep
chasing that elusive orgasm?  She knew it wasn't something physically wrong
with her – she could give herself one.  Was it a mental deficiency on her
part?  Or perhaps emotional?  Maybe it was due to the poor performance of the
man.
    When
Chad was kaput , he rolled off her. She jumped up and grabbed her clothes
on the floor.  She dashed for the bathroom, but it was dark, and she was still
half-drunk and she didn't see the used condom he had thrown on the floor until
it was too late and when she stepped on it, she slipped, fell and conked her
head on the hard wood floors.  While she was unconscious, Chad rushed her to
the emergency room and when she came to she was wearing only a T-shirt and her
undies.  Why the hell didn't he dress her in proper clothing first?
    The
doctor, she didn't know him, thank God, asked her what happened and she told
him the first thing that came to mind:  She had slipped on a banana peel.  Oh,
she could kill herself for saying that.  Who slipped on a banana peel outside
of a Three Stooges movie?  It didn't take long for the rumor to circulate
around the hospital that she had hooked up with Chad and slipped on a “banana
peel.”
    This
all happened months ago but the rumor still hadn't died completely.  Was it
still called a rumor if it was mostly true? She had become a running joke of
the hospital.  She kept finding banana peels in the trashcan in her office and
nurses giggled at her over the tables in the lunchroom while they exaggeratedly
peeled a banana.  Once in the cafeteria she had walked away from her table to
get a Sweet'N Low and when she came back there was a banana peel on her tray.
    Then
Chad had suddenly appeared at her side.  He pinched the peel between his thumb
and forefinger, held it up like it was contaminated and said loudly, "Be
careful, doctor.  I've heard these can be very dangerous."  The whole
cafeteria busted a gut laughing.
    And
the worst thing about the whole banana debacle?  Chad now thought it meant they
were dating.  He acted like he owned her or something.  Like they were an
item.  She even heard him refer to them as “Chamy” as