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

36 : Healing It

Why did I let myself get talked into this shit?

Me: I don't want to do this

Dev: Maggie! Shut up!

Let Remy love you!

Me: Ugh. You're no help.

Me: Kiss Marc for me

Dev: Only if you

kiss Remy first ;)

Dammit. Dev, Penny, even Mickey all want me here. No one has my back on this. Well, no one but Jane ...

Jane: Whore

Jane: Your a stupid

whore bitch!!!!!!

Me: *You're

I turn to Remy sitting next to me in the waiting room. "You need to tell tu jevita to chill," I say and show him my screen.

He rolls his eyes. "Ex-jevita, mi amante," he says with a smirk.

The door opens and Doctor Richards walks out. She looks old, wrinkly, and just as crotchety as before. I cannot say I am excited about this event. "I feel like my children have returned," she greets us. "Please, come in."

We walk inside and I already want to leave. She has updated her office, surprisingly. Now it's just a simple monochromatic scheme of blue and aqua with a single couch across from her armchair. I sit down against the arm, Remy sitting as far at the other end of the couch as possible. I count the seconds until she interprets that to mean something.

"I am very excited to see both of you, I must say," she greets us.

"I was happy to find out you were still seeing patients," Remy says.

"Yeah. I'm super thrilled, too," I add in. "Yay, therapy ..." Remy gives me a sideways look but can't hide his grin.

"So," Doctor Richards begins. "What brings you into my office today?"

I look at Remy, forcing him to provide an answer. He does. "We are considering a romantic relationship -- a first for us -- but we still have some reservations."

"Reservations about what exactly?"

"I think Maggie is afraid that if we try to be romantic with one another, it will ruin the relationship we have now."

Her mouth twist when she looks down to make notes. "I have read through my old notes from you both, and Remy, I'd like to thank you for taking the time to speak with me at length before making this appointment."

What? "Of course," he says like a fucking teacher's pet.

"Between my sessions with both of you, it was always apparent how much you trusted one another as a support system. Though you dealt with similar issues in different ways, and different issues in similar ways, the thing you always seemed to have was each other." Her wrinkly mouth turns up into a smile. "It seems that is still the case. Would you say so?"