"please take a seat" i pointed to the chair in front of me.
He sat down without breaking eye contact with me.
Oh God....please have mercy on my soul

I cleared my throat "hello, I'm Dr Stan Irina and today I will be the doctor who will consult you. Do you have any diseases?" I almost ran out of my voice, and it was only the beginning of the consultation. And the fact that he kept looking straight into my eyes didn't help me much. That fucking intimidating look.

"No" he answeard coldly and kinda bored

"any symptoms that may worry you? Any pain, tightness or pressure"

"no"

Hmm...okay, i understand that the questions from the anamnesis are perhaps a little annoying, but I had the feeling that I have to pull the words out of his mouth. I made the awful mistake to look at his mouth ...those full lips...having a sudden urge to pull him into a kiss.
Fuck.fuck.fuck
Why does he have so much power over my mind?

I forced myself to bring myself back into the reality to continue the consultation. I informed him that his ECG is  looking great. Yet again no reaction from him. He showed almost no emotion on his face, not necessarily that he would recognize me, but generally speaking.
I didn't remember him being this cold. But maybe it's better this way.

"please remove your shirt and sit on the edge of the bed so I can listen to your lungs and heart" I said while filling in his medical record.
Max got up from the desk and did what he was told. The moment I approached him i started
slowly but surely to lose control from the heat of the emotions that flowed through my body.  He was certainly no longer the boy whom I met 5 years ago, he was a full grown male. But just like then, his attitude made me feel an insatiable desire towards him.

I flinched when i put the stethoscope on his chest and of course he noticed. Smart Irina, very profesional of you. I was face palming myself in my thoughts.
"Is something wrong?" he asked and his voice tone seemed a little warmer.
"sorry, I hit the stethoscope and the sound was loud in my ears" he didn't say anything, probably because he didn't believe me even though it wasn't a lie, it can happen sometimes, but it wasn't the truth either.

"please lay down on your left side so i can do the echocardiogram" he leaned back and his abdominal muscles tensed.
I wasn't a religious person but now i was praying to all the saints to help me.
I knew it would be hard, but the situation already felt it more like a torture.

"I have the feeling that I know you from somewhere" apparently the saints where mocking me today. A little panic had appeared and my heart began to beat faster.
"I think it's just an impression, I probably have a common face " although my insides were twisting for too many times, i kept my exterior calm and continued to perform the echo.  By a sudden movement he turned towards me "no, you don't"

I hurried myself as much as I could so i won't be so close to him anymore. I returned to the desk to write the data i've obtained and at the meantime calling a nurse to put the electrodes on Max for the stress test.  The respite gave me some time to cool off, to calm down the fire inside. But when I went to assist the evolution of the test, i saw how he was running on that treadmill with the sweat appearing on his body.
I think i have many sins because this torture seems to never end. At the end of the test, we were again alone in the room.

Max got off the treadmill and came very close to me and I took a step back propping my back on the dividing panel. What the hell is happening ?!?The space between us almost didn't exist and my silly heart was beating uncontrollably and as if without a regular rhythm. Fortunately, i heard my phone ringing and found the opportune moment to break away from him. It was a message from Alex.
The saints remembered me.

"ok Mr. Verstappen, everything seems to be in order"
he smiled in a sly way while putting his shirt back on. The fucker was having a good time while i was about to lose all my senses  "I don't think we need to be so formal, even if you are a doctor, there is something about you that seems familiar and I think you are trying to hide something"
The saints turned their back on me, again. In my disbelief i always thought God was a woman, but today, for sure He was a guy.
Suddenly Max was very chatty and he didn't stop with those intimidating looks "I'll see you around, Irina" he turned and left the room. I pulled the chair as fast as i could because the my balance was shaky as fuck.

It was probably the most intense consultation i have ever had in my entire career.  I
couldn't help but wonder if Max recognized me and these teasings were on purpose.

When I finally finished with the last driver on the list, I stormed out of the medical office almost running and the high heeled sandals were not very helpful to maintain a straight position. I needed to get out of that place.

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