Travis kept looking at his wristwatch as he looked around nervously. He hated uncertainties. How he accepted to meet up with the therapist was beyond him. He was a stuttering mess in her presence yet, here he was, waiting for his date to make an appearance.
Travis was not only anxious but also nervous. Was she playing around with him? Besides she was older than him and probably had experience with these things. He silently hoped that she will show up and relieve him of the anxiety that had gripped his heart.
Travis played on his phone waiting on the lady. Nadia walked in ten minutes later, panting. Travis looked up and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. She was in a black maxi dress. Her hair rested neatly on her head despite her run. She was breathing heavily in an attempt to calm her heart.