I Missed You, Emmy

You're being called the significant woman in his life. How could I not want to talk about that?"

"Dad – "

"But there's also the appointment you asked me to make with Dr Petersen." The note of smug amusement in his voice made me smile. 

"We're scheduled to meet with him Thursday at six o'clock in the evening. I hope that works for you. He doesn't do many evening appointments."

I plopped backwards onto my bed with a sigh. I'd been so distracted by work and James that the appointment had slipped my mind. "Thursday at six will be fine. Thank you."

"Now, then. Tell me about James…"

***

"Nope. My brain did. What the hell was I thinking?" Spending the night with James was enough of a workout.

Then I went to my room and changed into a sexy black baby doll I'd been given as part of a bridesmaid gift bag – sans the matching panties.

Leaving a candle burning for James, I crashed.