l expectations. His emotional world has to
play catch-up.”
“So how do I help?”
Dr. Flynn laughs. “Just keep doing what you’re doing,”
he grins at me. “Christian is head over heels. It’s a delight
to see.”
to see.”
I flush, and my inner goddess is hugging herself with
glee, but something bothers me.
“Can I ask you one more thing?”
“Of course.”
I take a deep breath. “Part of me thinks that if he
wasn’t this broken he wouldn’t . . . want me.”
Dr. Flynn’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “That’s a
very negative thing to say about yourself, Ana. And frankly
it says more about you than it does about Christian. It’s
not quite up there with his self-loathing, but I’m surprised
by it.”
“Well, look at him . . . and then look at me.”
Dr. Flynn frowns. “I ha一ve. I see an attractive young
man, and I see an attractive young woman. Ana, why
don’t you think of yourself as attractive?”
Oh no . . . I don’t want this to be about me. I stare
down at my fingers. There’s a sharp knock on the door
that makes me jump. Christian comes back into the room,
glaring at both of us. I flush and glance quickly at Flynn,
who is smiling benignly at Christian.
“Welcome back, Christian,” he says.
“I think time is up, John.”
“Nearly, Christian. Join us.”
Christian sits down, beside me this time, and places his
hand possessively on my knee. His action does not go
unnoticed by Dr. Flynn.
“Did you ha一ve any other questions, Ana?” Dr. Flynn
asks and his concern is obvious. Shit . . . I should not ha一ve
asked that question. I shake my head.
asked that question. I shake my head.
“Christian?”
“Not today, John.”
Flynn nods.
“It may be beneficial if you both come again. I’m sure
Ana will ha一ve more questions.”
Christian nods, reluctantly.
I flush. Shit . . . he wants to delve. Christian clasps my
hand and regards me intently.
“Okay?” he asks softly.
I smile at him, nodding. Yes, we’re going for the
benefit of the doub一t, courtesy of the good doctor from
England.
Christian squeezes my hand and turns to Flynn.
“How
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