Chapter 20
LEIGH-ARI
My conversation with Laura had made me think of my decision and everything i have done ever since
that incident. And i knew for a fact that i was really being yellow, running away from my own mess which i
sadly, would have to fix at the very end. Because truthfully, i couldn’t stay at Laura’s house any longer.
Not because my girl wanted me out or she wasining about my very unwanted and disturbing
residence at her house.
Thus after a very long minute of deep thinking, I concluded on going back to my house and just see what
life has in store for me. If Neighbor Dearest came to address what had happened, then I would be there
to give him answers and even ask questions of my own. Although I really didn’t know what I would say if
he happened to ask!
I arrived at my housete at night and luckily, I didn’t run into him in the corridor or anywhere and for that;
I was very appeased! In the morning, I woke up early since I had a lot of patients to visit and some
documents I had to attend to. I prepared my stuff and at 05:30 sharp, opened my door and locked it
behind. I gracefully walked towards the elevator, got in and watched as it closed.
Right before it could sling shut, none but Neighbor Dearest stuck his expensive ck shiny dress shoe
on the double doors preventing them to close. He gave me a small smile then majestically walked into
the small cubicle and stole all the air inside; I couldn’t help but shudder a bit.
“Ahhhh! She is still alive!” he said in a small voice looking at me. I decided to give the mirrored doors of
the elevator my undivided attention and tly replied:
“Good morning to you too!”
“Hmm. A very good morning indeed!” he intoned and then looked forward. I counted seconds, minutes,
hours, and definitely centuries before the elevator stopped and the doors slung open. In a blink of an
eye, I was out the elevator and running down the stairs towards my car, outside the apartment building.
“Care to give me a ride? They towed my car yesterday and I really need to get to work.” His voice
boomed somewhere behind me, which was rather too close to say the least and I had to stop dead in my
tracks and tum to look at him. And yes, he did follow me.
“I need to get to work.” I pointed out giving him a sharp eye, not that he wasn’t aware!
“So do i!”
“My work is very important.”
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“And so is mine.” He shrugged casually and stuffed his hands into his pockets.
“But mine is more important and if I am a secondte, a life will be lost.”
“No. I beg to differ. Mine is more important than yours because if I don’t provide the funds then you won’t
have the resources to save that life.” Wait what? He didn’t just use that card to get his way with me did
he?
I opened my mouth to reply him, only to close it since he had taken all the words out of my mouth and
turn to the other direction so that he doesn’t see that he had rendered me speechless. A chuckle that
came behind told me otherwise.
“I’d be the office by now if we didn’t stand here making an argument out of nothing! Come on, I’ll pay for
the fuel. Even take you out for dinner or make you your favorite dish tonight.” He added up and I really
couldn’t decline that offer.
“Okay! Deal. But don’t think you will always get your way with me.” I pointed an using finger at him
and then turned. The clunking of my heels against the hard paved concrete ground was the only thing
that was heard as I walked towards my car. I unlocked it and ced my paraphernalia in the front seat
and then got in behind the wheel.
He opened the passenger’s door and settled down. I will give it to him, he looked really yummy and his
cologne blessed the interior of my car with its heavenly musk and expensive scent. That made me
remember how awesome it felt to breathe him in, have him at utmost vicinity and just breathe the same
air that he breat…
“What are you thinking about?” His voice suddenly sounded very near, pulling me out of my trance and I
yelped in my seat.
“Eh? Ah no nothing! I am just…” I covered my face with my hands and shrunk into my seat when the
whole car was filled with the rich rumbling sound of hisughter!
After a good minute, he fixed his tie and red at me,
“You are blushing.” He observed making me to redden harder. I decided to ignore him and started the
ignition, then took off with his stare boring holes on me.
“I didn’t know thatdies are into the “clinical headphones on the back seat” thing.” He voiced out of the
blue demanding my attention.
“Huh? What’s that?”
“There’s this thing about male doctors, I don’t know if it is some sort of flex which makes them attractive
o I what. But male doctors put their clinical headphones in the back seat to look hot.” He answered
picking my stethoscope and examined it,pelling me to double over withughter.
“What?” He didn’t call it that! There’s no way he did.
“The clinical headphones. Or what do you call this thing? It looks like headphones!” He replied in a very
serious voice intensely studying my stethoscopes.
“That’s a stethoscope. Not clinical headphones!”
“Yeah whatever! But male doctors put them in the back seat to flex!”
“They do that?” I asked through fits ofughter.
“Haven’t you seen it? They always put them in their cars, at the back seat and unbutton the first two
buttons of their shirts and think they made it in life. And guess what makes that even interesting?”
“What?”
“It actually works anddies find it attractive.” He winked and Iughed harder.
“No! No! No! There’s no way putting the clinical headphones in the back seat is attractive. And I really
don’t think the doctors put them there to attractdies.” I contradicted taking a turn towards the street
where his office was located.
“If it’s not to attract thedies, then why not put it in the dashboard? Or in the boot? Why put it right here
where everyone can see it? Matter of fact, they put them here on this seat, and then move them to the
back seat after getting the girl.” He exined and I just couldn’t help butugh harder at his weird but
impable logic and thinking! This guy was insanely hrious and I can’t believe that it came that
naturally to him.
After a few minutes, I dropped him at his office and left. But not before being forced to promise that I will
pick him up after work.
My drive to the hospital was filled with the thoughts of how he made meugh without even trying. I
found myself smiling to no one and knew that things were heading in a very wrong direction. But then,
what did I have to lose?