Across town, Kyle was headed into the office of one Dr. Paul Blunt. He needed to see what the f**k he was up against. Not that he saw the other man as competition, he wouldn't allow that s**t. But he needed to get a look and feel for this guy to see what it was that she seemed to want to hold onto.
The little receptionist at the desk saw him coming and perked right up. If he wasn't already half gone over the one he'd just left, he might've given her a second glance. Figures, the day after he'd met that one, he'd run into just the type of woman he would've gone for had she not flung herself under his damn skin. Ain't that a b***h?
"Good afternoon. May I help you?"
"I need to see the doctor." He looked at her just to see if there was anything. Not a f*****g blip. His d**k was still sem
