Chapter 6

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"Um...Miss Young?" A deep husky voice spoke out, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I looked down at his hand which was waiting for me to shake it. 

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THIS IS SO EMBRASSING!

I'm a hundred percent sure he noticed me gawking over him a few seconds ago.

...

"I'm so sorry! I must of zoned out." I frantically apologized to him, returning the hand shake.

God...so soft...

"Hey, don't worry about." He smiled, flashing his pearly whites.

I felt my cheeks burning up.

I don't even want to see how red I look right now.

"Please take a seat." He said, patting on the bottom of the chair.

"Yeah, I was just stretching out my legs." I blurted out randomly.

Seriously-

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

I'd be slapping myself if he wasn't in the room right now.

But to my surprise, Dr Anderson laughed!

Such a cute laugh.

And his name has got a nice ring it.

Dr Anderson...

MADISON NO.

REMEMBER HE'S ONE OF THEM.

Shaking my head, I tried to get back into focus.

I sat down in the chair for the second time today.

Rolling a stool up, he sat beside me.

Picking up a pen and clipboard with a bunch of papers stuck together, Dr Anderson cleared his throat and began speaking.

"So Miss Young, what seems to be the problem?"

"I...I have a tooth ache." I said in a small voice.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"Well, it started out as a little nudge. But over the course of days, it gradually grew more painful." I explained to him, fiddling with my fingers.

"I see." He said while taking notes. "Does it hurt when you eat or drink?"

"Yes, especially to cold drinks." I responded.

"On the scale of 1 to 10, how bad would you rate the pain?"

"Probably 8 and a half."

"Okay, do you know how long you've been experiencing this?"

I actually thought about this.

"Um...maybe a couple of weeks. It started hurting when I was at work one day."

He didn't say anything and instead continue to scribble things down.

Dr Anderson put the pen and clipboard on top of the counter.

He faced towards me, our eyes locking with each other.

"Okay Miss Young, I think that's all the questions for now. I'm going to do a quick examination and see exactly what the problem is. Afterwards we can discuss the treatment options."

I nodded my head in agreement.

Dr Anderson stood up and walked over to the other side of the room.

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