Doctor Maxwell always takes forever. He’s been our dentist since I was born, and though he’s getting on in years, he eventually calls me in, works on my teeth, and books another appointment. By the time I leave the hospital, my mouth is buzzing with numbness, the chemical sting of antiseptic clinging to my tongue.
Miles waits by the car, chatting with a nurse I don’t recognize. She’s petite and blonde, grinning like a cat that’s found milk at the bottom of the jar.
Should I ditch his ass? If he’s already flirting, he won’t notice when I slip away. Then I can grab snacks for Sophie. Even if I can’t eat them, I don't want her skipping out just because of me.
I start to turn, tossing one last glance at Miles. He looks uncomfortable as hell, while the nurse trails her hand down his arm.
