KOL
I just got home. For once, I didn't have a long day at the clinic. I only had two appointments and I had to cancel one since the lady decided that going on vacation was more interesting than talking to a therapist.
I tug off my tie the moment I walk through the front door, and I start to unbutton my shirt as I walk to my bedroom.
I fish my phone out of my pocket when it rings, glancing at the screen with little interest.
It's a new number.
"Kol Newton." I say absently.
"Kol." The caller tests my name, which rolls right off her tongue. "I like your name. Can't say I've met a shrink named Kol before."
The low, slightly husky female voice from the other end catches me totally off guard. I blink, dropping my shirt on the bed as I shift the phone to my other ear.
"How many shrin
