Next week came way faster than I expected. I didn’t waste any time booking the appointment. This time I went at night. I smoothed down my short little dress as I knocked on Dr. Carter’s door.
“Come in,” his deep voice called from inside.
I pushed the door open, locked it behind me with a soft click, and cat-walked straight toward him where he sat behind his desk.
“I see you booked a night appointment,” he said, smirking slow like he already knew why I was really here.
“Hope the ‘medicine’ worked for those cramps,” he added, eyes dropping to my thighs.
Surprisingly the cramps had disappeared completely. I hadn’t felt a single twinge since that first visit. But that wasn’t why I came back.
“Yes, doctor,” I muttered, voice already shaky.
“Sit,” he ordered, pointing at the exam table th
