~Isabella POV~
Joe and Bobby remained outside the double doors while Victor and I went into the clinic. After we checked in, the nurse told us about the procedure and directed us to one of the three private suites. The suite had a chair. Next to the chair was a bowl of individually packaged lubricant on a side table. To the left of the room was a small sink vanity and countertop and a shelf with many X-rated magazines on the opposite wall. I saw Victor’s face drop as his eyes bounced around the room and I could imagine what he was thinking, given he was a little bit of a germaphobe. As if right on cue, Victor asks, “What is the cleaning procedure for this room?”
The nurse answers in slight hesitation, “We….we do a complete deep cleaning with disinfecting solution that kills against all b
