Dating Dr Clark.

chapter two

"Now then. Open wide baby girl." He gently strokes my lips as I open up my mouth for him.
"Wider...
wider...
that's it, good girl..." he takes his mirror and puts it into mouth then pauses.
"Could you hold your phone light over your mouth for me babe?" I take it out and angle best I can, then let his hands guide me to hold it right over my open mouth.
"Perfect." The cool metal of the tools lightly presses against my lips as he explores my upper jaw. His explorer taps and scrapes against my teeth, and suddenly my anxiety begins to build. I was being truthful that I wasn't scared of the dentist, but I was scared of his opinion of me. If anything, this was worse than any other dentist I didn't know because his opinion mattered.
"Babe?"
My eyes meet his. What's he going to say? Do I have a cavity? Is something wrong?
"You have very pretty teeth" he says, smirking. I instantly relax, he removes his tools as my whole face beams. He lightly taps my chin, and I open my mouth again. He continues to explore round my bottom jaw, muttering dental words I don't understand under his breath. I cant help but watch his face, his eyes flitting about, completely focused on me and his work.
He hooks his fingers into each of my cheeks then says, "can you bite down for me sweetheart" I pause for a moment, then lightly bite onto his finger.
"Hey!" He pulls his finger out of his mouth then starts to chuckle with me.
"Didn't want you getting too comfortable there." I say, then he takes his fingers and opens my lips, so he can just see my smile. His eyes glance around my front teeth, then he lets go, satisfied. His hands guide me back up to sit.
"I wasn't lying, you have very pretty teeth -" he smiles and looks right into my eyes
"Thank you im glad that's ov-" I begin to say
"But."
I stop as he cuts me off and my heart drops.
"You're gums are a little bit inflamed, and I think your wisdom teeth are getting impacted"
"What does that mean?"
"It means you need to start flossing!" He tickles my waist and I squirm and giggle. "I promise I do floss... sometimes"
"Hmmm..." he suddenly stops smiling. "Your wisdom teeth are starting to come through but your mouth is quite small, I don't think there's going to be space for them."
"So what's going to happen?"
He pulls me into his shoulder to cuddle me. "It means they need to come out sweetheart, before they start causing you pain" I press my face against his chest and listen to his heartbeat. His hand strokes my cheek and he kisses my forehead gently. "Its okay lovely, loads of people have their wisdom teeth out, I refer someone every day for it, and you'll be extra safe because you have me to look after you afterwards." His heart rate begins to increase, he's just as worried as I am. It's not a big deal, we both know that, but I think he was more worried about me being worked up about it, so I lift my head off his chest and kiss him on the cheek.
"Thank you" he gives me a quick kiss, then reaches for our food.