Amber’s POV
“Chase,” I repeated. “Good to meet you. Please follow me to an examination room.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a smile, though it took him a moment to release my hand.
When he did, I turned and walked toward the hallway leading to the back.
“It was nice speaking with you Carla,” Chase told her. “I’ll see you again soon.”
“Y-yes… Yes! Likewise, uh, Chase,” Carla said, blushing even more deeply than before.
I led Chase into the back and then into one of the examination rooms. Once he was inside, I closed the door.
Chase wasn’t like my usual walk-ins. Typically, people without appointments were deathly sick or in some kind of other medical emergency. Chase was smooth and confident, showing no hint of pain or distress.
I kept my opinions to myself though, as I knew not all
