Govi says I might
join the lottery very soon. She hesitated,
then in a flurry of typing asked, Do you
think perhaps your clanmates would consider me?
Would YOU consider me? Conyod read the words, and his smile
returned. Heaven and earth, she loved it
when he smiled.
He
said, “Nothing would make me happier. As
for Sletran and Erybet…” He
considered. A shadow passed over his
face, and he seemed to struggle with an inward debate. Finally he added, “I think perhaps they
would. They were very impressed with
you. But Ray-Ray, I am your doctor and
this might be frowned upon. It’s not
unheard of for patients to fixate on their therapists because they feel
gratitude or a sense of obligation.”
His
expression seemed to beg her to negate this idea. She was more than ready to do just that. He stepped closer so he could read over her
shoulder as she typed, as if he couldn’t wait one second for her answer.
I know my own
mind. I know it very well. While I am grateful, I do not feel
obligation. I feel—
She
stopped typing and looked up into Conyod’s big, beautiful purple eyes. She dropped the handheld on the nearby table,
turned, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Everything inside went soft and warm as she felt the strength of his
body against hers. Sure, she was
fixated, but it was love. As sure as she
was standing here, the front of her body plastered to the front of his, she was
in love. She stood on her tiptoes and
moved her lips over his.
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