CHAPTER SEVENMatt
Matt got to the chiropractor’s office at ten to eleven. From the parking lot, he could see Maddy waiting for him at the front counter with the chiropractor, his friend Dr. Bryan Murray. Maddy was wearing powder-blue scrubs, and Adidas tennis shoes. Her dark blonde hair was up in a ponytail.
Opening the door to the office, Matt tried to play it cool, as if he hadn’t been staring at her from the parking lot.
“Well, hey there, tough guy,” she said, as he walked in.
“Nice to see you back in your natural habitat, Maddy.” Matt smirked while admiring her.
“Nice to see you not hungover,” Maddy shot back, pointedly but with a smile. “Looks like the club sandwich and black coffee helped.”
“Hey, brother,” Matt greeted, and shook Bryan’s hand.
“Good to have you back in the ‘Bu
