Chapter 13
June
I frowned as I finally stole a moment to myself to check on my blood pressure. I couldn’t say that I was surprised that it was higher than I expected it to be.
Making an emergency appointment for Jenny early in the morning was definitely a big fat mistake. She wasn’t the problem. No, not her. I didn’t expect her, and him, to show up early and catch me in the middle of trying to take my blood pressure.
I knew it could be worse. They could have walked in before Siti had a chance to tell me about their arrival.
Before I had a chance to put away the blood pressure meter.
Why was I so afraid of them catching me doing something so routine, though?
Maybe I couldn’t help but think it showed some sign of weakness.
Kai and his assistant setting up a small office in my waiting room didn’t really help with my blood pressure.
He’d spent all day here with some of his people coming and going.
Some of my colleagues noticed the odd set up, but none of them asked me about it.
I was glad about that. I didn’t really have the headspace or the time to deal with him.
Until now.
“Dr. Bennet.” A little too formal coming from Kai. Like the greeting came from a new patient. What kind of game was he playing?
“Yes, Mr. Li. Please have a seat.”
Two can play this game.
He made a noise which, if I’m not mistaken, sounded almost like a strangled groan. “Oh, you have no idea what you’re doing to me princess.”
“Uh huh.” So, he has a slutty doctor fantasy huh? “Here’s the cup. Place the sample in the cup.”
He looked up and down, at my hand then at my face multiple times.
“Chop, chop!” I barked the words at him, enjoying this moment of control.
“Okay, right away, ma’am,” He snatched the cup from my hand and unbuckled his belt.
“What are you doing?” I tried very hard not to laugh. Collecting sperm had never been my job before and I didn’t know what to say to this ‘donor’.
“Taking my pants off.” He explained, like I didn’t know what he was doing.
“I can see that.”
“How are you going to collect my sample if I keep my pants up?” His eyebrows rose twice. His voice and the rest of his face remained serious. And somehow, he’d managed to make it sound like I was the one being ridiculous.
“Hmm, you’re right.” Smiling, I got up and put on a pair of gloves that I snapped tightly for effect.
I heard a soft moan behind me, but I wasn’t sure if it was a sound of pleasure or worry.
From the cabinet to my right, I retrieved a long needle and syringe, humming to myself as I attached the needle.
I turned to face Kai, a smile that I knew was a little sadistic, firmly in place.
“What are you doing?” The smile became a grin as his eyes went round and wide at the sight of the needle.
“Extracting some sperm.” I answered a matter of factly.
“With that?” He pointed at the syringe now in my hand.
“No silly. That’s just to draw out the sperm. First, I need you to remove your pants, then I’ll swab your testical with alcohol, insert the needle and draw out the sperm.” His jaw dropped. And I couldn’t help but burst into a laugh. “Your face! I wished I had it filmed so I could send it to Link.”
“Don’t you dare.” He warned with his finger as well as his voice. “So, we’re not doing the needle?”
Poor thing, I must have really messed him up.
“No, I was just messing with you. I’m sorry. You know, just the normal,” I couldn’t say that word that I had said so many times to other patients without flinching, not to him… “masturbation.”
I coughed the word out.
“Okay. Phew. I thought you were going to stick that thing up my little…” he whistled two notes to replace the word penis. “Do you ever do that to people? Just curious.”
“Yes, if they can’t produce sperm on their own, then I’ve had to perform the procedure. It’s testicular sperm aspiration.” I said it like I was proud. But doing such a procedure with a lack of confidence would only make the patients doubt your professionalism.
“You’re joking!” Horror came back to his face. “Tell me you’re joking. Please?”
“No. I’m not joking. It’s necessary to have sperm to perform many tests–”
“So, you’ve touched other men’s penises!” He cut me off. “And saw a lot of penises.”
“Just the normal amount a doctor would see. Well, not compared to a renal specialist, for example.”
Neither of us talked for a minute. Maybe less. But it felt like the conversation had gone too far.
“Can you please get on with this? You can go down the hall to a private room to produce your sample. I’ve had a very long day, Kai.”
Kai reached down to his fly and started to retrieve his penis. I gasped, more than a little annoyed now.
“Not in here, Kai! What the hell? Go to the exam room, at least.” I pointed at the little room attached to my office. The one he had seen Jenny and I go into earlier. “There’s an exam table and a chair in there. You know – whatever makes you comfortable.”
He nodded.
“Got it, Dr. Bennet.” Then he headed to the room next door. “Aren’t you coming with me?”
“Why would I be coming?” I raised my eyebrows at his silly question.
“Well, don’t you need to help me with it?”
“No.” I screamed. “Why is this so hard for you to understand? You go to the exam room, jerk off into the cup, and then we can all go home, alright? Don’t make me bring the needle!”
“Fine. There’s no need to shout.”
Wait. Did I just shout at Kai? No, I couldn’t have.
“I’m sorry. It’s been a long day.”
“Got it.”
He stayed silent in the room for what felt like days on end. Guilt surged through my veins as I waited for him.
I don’t know when it started, but lately, it always feels like he’s playing some kind of games with me. Like a cat and mouse game. He wanted me one minute, then he didn’t want me the next.
There was no doubt that I wanted him. This game that we were playing really frustrated me somehow. My problem was, I didn’t know if he was serious about this or not. Was this a fling, or the real thing? I wanted to know either way.
My mind began to wander as Kai took his time in my exam room.
There was a couple today who had had twelve rounds of failed fertility treatments in their life, two of them with me.
They were one of the loveliest couples I had ever met, who adored children and wanted their own child.
Life hadn’t blessed them with one. Their last treatment had given us high hopes, but a miscarriage eight weeks later brought nothing but heartache.
The wife was in tears, right there in my office.
They were on the brink of giving up trying.
My professional advice was to try again, in six months, if they were still feeling up to it.
I studied their file in front of me. Had I missed anything at all?
I prided myself on being one of the top fertility doctors in the country and nobody knew how hard I took it when I failed to help a patient.
My stomach clenched as I thought about Mrs. Johnson, as if I could feel her sadness over not being able to have a child of her own.
“I need some help.” Kai called out, whining again. It was kind of cute though, to be honest. I rolled my eyes at myself, someday someone had to invent some kind of vaccination for hot guys, so people would be immune when hot guys batted their eye lashes.
“You done?” I stood outside of the room. There was no answer.
“Please. I need some help.”
“Are you decent?” I asked just in case. A loud clanking noise hit the air, something clearly had hit the floor. I panicked and rushed in without a reply.
No. He wasn’t decent. He’d taken his pants off, but at least his tight, very tight boxer shorts were on. I saw a tray on the floor and along with it some equipment that had been on the tray. “What did you do?”
“That? I was just using the tray as a stand for my phone. And you know, it wasn’t really helping.”
I checked my watch and breathed out another sigh.
“You have somewhere to be?” He sounded so flirty it made me roll my eyes.
“I’m sorry princess.” Not that word again, even if it came out innocent. “I was just trying to hurry things along by watching some videos on my phone. But uh, it wasn’t working.”
“You’re watching adult films in my clinic?” Not unusual, but I was shocked that he had to resort to that.
“Yeah, I was trying to. But all I can think about is you.”
“Oh sorry, did I make it awkward for you? I did tell you we have a room for sperm donors here.” There was a room designed especially for that purpose, where male patients could produce their samples.
It was a soundproof room equipped with the necessities from magazines to videos.
Never had I ever let a male patient in my exam room.
“No. All I can think about is doing things to you.” Oh, that again.
Were we back to the cat and mouse game?
I swear, I don’t know what’s going on. I could be a bit insensitive about things like that and I could never tell when someone was hitting on me. Beating around the bush didn’t work with me. Firm and direct worked a lot better. Which meant that I had missed out on the fun quite often.
Kai closed the distance between us in the small room. “You left in a rush last night and you didn’t even say goodbye to me.”
“Did I not?” He shook his head. “I’m sorry.”
I felt it, genuinely sorry. How did he make me feel things that I didn’t want to feel?
He pressed his index finger to my lips and made a soft shushing noise. “Can I kiss you again? I’ve missed these lips.”
He leaned in before I had a chance to nod.
Our lips collided, hungry for each other.
Our bodies moved around the small space then out to the main office as he pressed me on top of my desk, on my keyboard and a bunch of documents.
It was really uncomfortable, but I didn’t care.
His hand trailed down to my breast as he inhaled the scent of my neck before his tongue started exploring my mouth.