Heart Of Protectors {#2}

Part 13

[Part 13]

The door to her office –thanks to the refurnishing that had been kindly sponsored by her father’s wallet –slid open and in poked Leslie’s head through the gap. Renee looked up to see her secretary with a mischievous grin on the older woman’s face. When Renee first started her clinic, she had been looking for a capable secretary who could also keep her identity under wraps. Leslie had struck Renee immediately as a cheerful, easy-going woman, and often Renee thanked her stars to have found the single-mum who had been looking for a job to take up her time now that her son was in elementary school.

“Your boyfriend is here. Did I mention he looks hotter than Louis?” Leslie announced with a cheeky grin, and Renee smiled in reply. Leslie, in her late thirties, constantly was on the prowl of young, hot and innocent men. The older woman seemed to often think herself as a predator, hunting on the young souls of hot-bodied men, but Renee could only look on with amusement as she gushed endlessly about their ‘wash-board’ abs.

“You said it a million times over, Leslie.” She replied with exasperation coloring her tone, but there was no way she could ever be annoyed as Leslie.

“You know, if I had just half your inheritance, I would totally be lounging at home and being a Barbie girl. If I had just half your looks, I would totally be a supermodel walking down the runway. And if I had just half of that man out there right now, I would have crazy monkey sex with him every day without fail.” Leslie admitted, and thought crude, Renee laughed at her secretary’s unabashed words. It was truly her secretary’s style to think such dirty thoughts when she already had a young son waiting for her at home. God-forbid, Renee thought, for the young boy to see his mother and a Frenchman like Jean-Jacques doing it on the bed.

“I’m not exactly Miss. Desirable, Leslie.” Renee said lightly. “Besides, there are a million men out there waiting for have crazy monkey sex with you.”

The look that her secretary made was enough to make her day. “But they’re probably all pot-bellied, scarred face and all that. How I wish I could just bed a Frenchman. Or maybe an Italian. I heard they are the best lovers in the world.”

Renee briefly thought about Dante Giacomo Casanova, and agreed silently to her secretary’s unknowing speech. Dante definitely oozed a certain type of sexy charm that Renee had once fallen for. But seeing the pure unbridled and selfless love between Lexi and Dante, Renee knew at once that there was more to the Casanova man that she had succumbed the charms of.

“Monkey sex aside.” Leslie said, getting serious. “Ms. Kelly is here to see you.”

Renee looked up just as her seven-month pregnant patient Ms. Kelly walked in with Leslie’s careful help. She looked briefly at the clock, not surprised that it was just after sunset. Jean-Jacques was on time as always, but Renee had a job to do.

Near fifteen minutes to an hour later, Ms. Kelly thanked Renee and walked out of the clinic with a wide grin of relief. The woman had been extremely worried when Renee closed down for repairs and renovation, and had tried to get an appointment as soon as Renee opened again. But the workload had been rushing in, and Renee had not been able to see the worried woman for until 2 weeks afterwards.

“Leslie.” Renee called, walking out of the office to watch Ms. Kelly walk off with a relieved expression upon the knowledge that her baby was still fine. “If you have to go soon, you can go off anytime. I don’t want your little boy to be crying because of me.”

“But…” The protest from Leslie was weak, and it surprised Renee, for even though her job wasn’t exactly extremely demanding, Leslie had always been one who looked forward to finishing her job so that the woman could go back home to her son. This was the first time Renee had ever heard of Leslie wanting to stay back, and she turned to her secretary in surprised, only to see Leslie’s lovelorn gaze across the room. She turned… and wasn’t surprised to see Jean-Jacques in his usual corner, with his silent serious face staring at the laptop he’d brought along.