The Professional Lover II (18+) | [Complete]

33 : Doing It

A/N: This is where the story meets the first in the series, connecting the two and filling in some blanks. Yes, that is a large time hop. Wattpad likes happy endings, so here you go. 

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October 2018. Sixteen years later ...

"So ... you're firing me?" I ask.

The chief gives me a curt smile. "Not firing, no. It's just that we won't be needing you once you return from your vacation."

This is some bullshit.

I have worked here for two years. Two, long years of dealing with people's judgment and gossip while working for a laughable salary. Hard work doesn't matter. Your personality doesn't matter. All it comes down to is the stamp on your goddamn forehead. "May I ask why?"

He tilts his head slightly and looks away. Here comes the lie. "Your availability is not what we desire for someone in your position. We routinely look at qualified candidates and found someone we think will be a better fit."

"What exactly about my schedule of back-to-back doubles was lacking?"

"You take a lot of time off --"

"It's unpaid time off."

"-- to ... work in another profession some find inappropriate." And there it is.

"What do you mean by that?"

He avoids my eyes. "Some of the other staff members find it uncomfortable to work with someone who ... does what you do."

"Work part-time as a prostitute."

"Uh ... Yes."

"I'm just very confused. You have a hospital full of medical professionals meant to provide judgment-free care to anyone who walks in," I start in a warning tone. "But you're firing me because they don't like what I do on my own time?"

He laces his fingers together. "Judgmental or not, lack of trust in a teammate can affect the care of patients, and we cannot be held liable for mistakes made because of it."

"So, I'm a liability because people don't like the fact that I have sex?"

"No. Nurse Lorek, you are misinterpreting what is happening here ..."

"I think you've made yourself perfectly clear." I stand to leave but then stop. "Before you fire the next single mother on your staff, maybe you should ask why she needs a second job before judging her over what it is."

Dumb cunts.

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I am still fuming the next morning. My best friend has been staying with me for the past few weeks due to a stupid break up, but rather than getting to vent about my drama, I've been bundling it up and listening to her cry over hers. I'm supposed to leave in twenty minutes, and I can't even find her to tell her not to burn my house down. "Penny?" I call to her. I hear the sounds of melodramatic sobbing coming from the guest bathroom. Goddammit, I do not have the patience for this shit right now.