His Plump Mate
This one enters and is much friendlier, “Yes, ma’am?”
“Has the doctor already seen my mate? Could I speak with the doctor?”
She looks at Austin’s chart. “Right, Dr. Moreno. Let me go get him.” She leaves the room to fetch the doctor.
Meanwhile, Jessup mind links me, ‘Stefan will be here in fifteen minutes, Luna.’
‘Thanks, Jessup.’
I hear a knock at the door, “Mrs. Willis?”
I turn around and there is a tall, tan, broad shouldered, muscular man with curly black hair and dark brown eyes. He looks exotic. He is wearing a doctor’s jacket and glasses, and his badge around his neck tells me he is the doctor.