Iris is a therapist who can't seem to find a decent man to save her life. Issac is a mob boss who cant settle down for nothing. What happens with the two encounter each other?
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For the past two weeks, Issac has been popping up at my office and has someone bring me either flowers or food. Now I won't say that I don't like it because who turning down food?! Not me.
We also went to dinner together the other day and it wasn't bad. He's honestly funny and very blunt with what he wants and he was very clear that he wanted me. I was thrown off a little because I ain't never met someone like that. He screams big dick energy. He got a big one too sis!!
During that time frame, we also have gotten a new therapist in the office today. His name is Robert Newton and he is a cognitive psychologist. He seems like a nice person so far but you never know. He does seem a little off but aren't we all.
"Hey Rob, do you wanna come with me to get lunch," standing in his doorway. He looked up from his desk and plastered a smile on his face, "Huh, oh yeah, I would love too," putting his glasses back on. He stood up, making sure he had everything and walked towards me. We walked out the office doors and towards my car. "So where are we going?" Rob said, putting his seat belt on.
I put my seatbelt on and started the car, "This sandwich shop down the street, it's my favorite and they have the best tuscan chicken i've ever had."
It was only a 10 minute drive so we got there pretty quickly. We walked in and ordered, of course I got a tuscan chicken sandwich with a lemonade ice tea. Rob just got a caesar salad and some coffee. We took a seat in the shop and jumped right into conversation. "So how are you liking the office so far? Hope everyone is treating you well." Taking a bite of my sandwich after.
He covered his mouth before speaking, "I like it, everyone is so nice, some more than others," averting his eyes from me. I have come to realize that he rarely keeps eye contact with me and blushing everytime we talk. Does he have a crush on me? I shake that thought out of my head. He can't possibly have a crush on me, plus he's seen me with Issac and Issac is very handsy. Physical touch is his love language.
"That's good, I know how it feels to be the new person in the office." We continue talking until it's time for us to head back to the office. He's a really sweet guy, I don't see how his ex broke up with him. Right when we get to the office, both of us have a patient waiting for us. We said our see ya later and went our separate ways.
Getting back from lunch, the past five hours were so draining. It seemed like everyone was sharing the same life and had the same problem. I'm so tired I could fall asleep right here. Matter of fact, I am. Take me a little nappy nap right on this couch. My last client for the day just left so I can.
Grabbing my clorox wipes and wiping down the couch, then spraying it down with some febreeze. Walking to the wardrobe in the corner of my office and grabbing two blankets and a pillow. Walking back to the couch, laying one of the covers on the couch and setting my pillow down. I sat down kicking my heels off and layed down. As soon as I did that I heard a knock on my door.
