Plastic Taste (GxG) (complete)

Chapter Two - The Lawyer

~ May's Pov ~

It's been a few days since I gave Dr.Grey my business card and told her to call me. Part of me wanted her to call me for reasons that aren't related to my situation at all...

I mean that intense look in her eyes, the way her jaw clenched every time she heard something she didn't like. It was intoxicating being around her, even for such a short period of time.

But I have more important things in my life than hooking up with a painfully sexy doctor. Like getting the Doctor to agree to this agreement.
It might seem strange that I would propose such a thing to a complete stranger, and honestly it is. But my father is a very rich and powerful man, that's how he got his position at Bly hospital. And when it comes to his only daughter he will stop at nothing to make sure I'm okay.

Which means nurses and bodyguards every hour of every day since I was twelve. It's absolutely miserable. I don't have a social life, I don't have the opportunity to make new friends or go to bars, and most of fucking all, I don't have fun.

I use to be okay with that.

Back when I still believed my condition could be "cured". After twenty seven years fighting just to live I've learned that nothing is guaranteed, and nothing is going to change. I've excepted that my life span is coming to its end, and that the next two years are most likely my last. So instead of living like a soulless zombie who just works and deals with her heart condition, I want to have fun.

Truly live life to its fullest.

And Dr. Grey is my only way to do that. My father isn't a very reasonable man, but he is a logical one. So if I word it just right, and make it look like Dr.Grey is basically taking care of me then maybe, just maybe, he will say yes.

Currently I am sitting in a small cafe on the upper west side of town waiting for the one person who can solve all my problems.

Dr. Grey

Or should I say Evelyn. That's her real name, yes I may have done some stalking online...

Can you blame me?

I'm asking this woman to come live in my home. I had to make sure I knew who I was talking to, that was the only logical thing to do.

This woman isn't very punctual for a doctor, I mean as a lawyer myself, I am always on time. I just assumed the same thing applied to doctors. I guess I was wrong...

Very very wrong.

We agreed to meet here at 10:00 a.m., it's currently 10:30. I have a meeting at eleven that I can't miss...

Fuck. This.

As another ten minutes go by I can feel myself growing more and more impatient. I mean what does this woman expect? I can't just wait here all day for her. I have a life, well, a job-

"Is this seat for me?"

The voice is familiar and breaks me out of my irritated trance. I look up to see the doctor pulling out her chair and sitting down across from me.

She didn't even wait for me to answer.

Pretentious much?

"You're late asshole." Theres a clear bitterness in my voice.

"Asshole? Is that anyway to talk to the person you're asking to lie for you?" She grins with a satisfied look in her eyes.

Something's different about her today. The other day at the hospital she was so uptight and stressed out. But now? Now she's more arrogant and relaxed. There's a confidence in her eyes that wasn't there before. Like she knows she has the power in this situation.