There was some fumbling with the curtain and a young doctor poked his head in with a grin. “Am I in the right place? I’m looking for Reva Kelly?”
I waved, smirking sardonically. “You’ve found what’s left of me.” I grinned shyly.
He eyed me in a more than professional fashion, lingering on my broken ankle. Then his gaze drifted back up to my eyes, focusing there.
“Red hair,” he murmured.
“And green eyes,” I countered. “And you are?”
A brown haired, sun bronzed love god, by the look of him. His eyes were a amber brown with little flecks of gold.
“Sorry, I’m Mr. Perrine’s personal physician.” He smirked and winked.
“You are really a doctor, aren’t you?” This was from Jane. I guess she felt like I did that he looked really young.
“Of course. Doctor Hal Perrine at your service.”
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