Chapter 11: Evan

Today’s sessions were boring, and when I finally got around to seeing Harbor, she was being asked another hundred questions about the procedure and how she’d come through the last twenty-four hours. She answered the questions as best she could and luckily no one had asked her anything too embarrassing. I knew teasing her about the men might not have been such a good idea, but she was doing well.

We took a short break after that so the reps from the company could change some of their props and bring in the other panel, which included Harbor, so some of us stood at the refreshment table at the back of the room. I grabbed a bottle of water and watched Harbor who kept meeting my eyes across the room. She smiled and tucked her chin, looking away, and that’s when I heard the assholes from the group, the ones who had smiled when her panties had gotten pulled down, making remarks about her.

One of the younger ones leaned into his friend. “If I wasn’t here with my wife, I’d take that Harbor chick back to my room and test the effectiveness of that implant.”

His friend laughed. “Did you see that shaved snatch? I bet someone already beat you to it.”

“Lucky bastard. I’d like to snack on that for an hour or two. I might ask her for her number anyway.” He put his drink down and crossed the room to where she stood and my back stiffened. I kept my cool and watched as he cornered her as soon as the rep she’s been talking to left.

She seemed a bit shy about it and glanced up at me. I knew my eyes were burning on hers, but then she shook her head and looked away from me toward him, giving him an apologetic look.

“Looks like someone struck out,” said his friend. I hadn’t realized the guy had walked up beside me, but he must have thought I’d been watching to see if the guy would succeed.

I glanced at the doughy guy and gave a short shrug. “He never had a chance.” I watched as the man kept on pressuring her, but she stepped back, hitting a sign behind her and then holding onto it for dear life to keep it from falling. The guy just stood there and didn’t even help. What an asshole. Her eyes darted to mine, and then she smiled and shook her head again. I wanted to drag him by his fucking neck away from her, but I had to control myself.

I crossed the room and put myself closer to the situation, but he gave up and wandered away with his tail tucked between his legs.

Harbor noticed that I’d came closer and smiled, but then the announcer had us gather for the final presentation which included the entire panel of volunteers who were all open for more questions about their experiences.

I could see the women who’d done the trial shifting uncomfortably in their seats much like Harbor was doing and I wondered if their sexual appetites had gotten more intense too.

Finally, that session was over, and the room was clearing out. I walked up to Harbor and told her I’d be waiting outside. I went to the car as she stayed behind but then before I made it to the car she crossed the parking lot and sauntered up to me.

I couldn’t wait to get her back to the hotel and even had a few ideas for the ride home. I wondered if she was soaking in those panties for me, and what she might think when I told her I wanted her to touch herself on the way back to the room.

“That took forever. I’m so ready for you.” We stood at the front of my car, and she glanced around and then pushed me against the hood to kiss me. She ground herself against me and giggled.

I looked around and then amused her with a kiss. She was so ready, and her eagerness had my cock standing at attention. But then out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement and when I looked up, Dr. Nora Strong was on her way over with her hand on her hip and her mouth set in a tight line.

“Dr. Black, Harbor. I see the two of you have gotten quite cozy.” She lifted her chin and glared down at me even though I was a good three inches taller.

“I can explain,” I said, holding up my hand. But she wasn’t having it. She gestured for me to close my mouth.

“I don’t have time for your excuses. I’ve finally got you right where I want you. I’ll see you both in my office as soon as I get back into town and I suggest you start making new plans for your lives.” With that she was gone, stalking away so fast that I knew better than to go after her. As she drove away, it sank in that I’d been set up. When she was good and gone, Harbor’s hand rested on my arm. I jerked away.

“Evan, I’m sorry.” Those words had me grinding me teeth and the muscle feathered in my jaw as I clenched it.

“Get in the fucking car, Harbor.” It wasn’t her fault, and though I knew that, I still wished she’d fucking listened to me and kept her fucking hands to herself. I didn’t talk to her all the way back to the room, and there was something else that had been eating away at me, something that I wondered from the moment Harbor had said she was sorry.

I stewed about it until we got upstairs to our rooms and then I grabbed her wrists and pulled her to me. “Did you know she was here?” I searched her eyes and mine narrowed as her widened.

“No, I had no idea. Evan, I was just as shocked as you were.” Her eyes softened with a pleading look.

My nostrils flared as I glared down at her. “Don’t you fuck around with me! If this is some kind of favor to get you into the program, to get your fucking tuition paid, you better fucking admit it right fucking now.” I squeezed her wrists and muscled her down to her knees. She squealed, and I let go of her arms. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she needed to know how serious I was about this.

This was my fucking career, my livelihood and it directly impacted my daughter and her life as well. I wasn’t going to throw it all away so easily on a piece of ass, no matter how amazing she was.

“I swear I don’t know what’s going on.” When her voice broke, I took a deep breath and stepped away. Then I helped her to her feet, and she stepped back putting the distance between us.

“I’ll tell you what’s happening. She’s used you, and she’s setting me up. I have a daughter I have to consider, that’s why I didn’t want anyone to see us fucking with each other.” I put my hands up on my head and took a deep, calming breath. I was too worked up, and I could tell I was scaring her.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t expect her of all people to be here. I haven’t seen her the whole time.” She still wasn’t getting it.

“She didn’t come here to be at the event. She sent us here together hoping I’d get caught on the hospital’s time diddling the intern.”

She looked at her feet and then as if something dawned on her, her expression changed. “That bitch! Oh my god, Evan, she set me up too.”

The thought of that sent an unexplainable rage through me, and I tried hard not to grab hold of her again. “What do you mean? What’s she got on you?” I still wasn’t convinced, but I was ready to hear her out.

“She tried to keep me from the school; she never even wanted me to attend because she said I was too young. She caused a big stink. I. . .” She shook her head and then her eyes filled with tears. “I thought she’d changed. That she liked me now.” She took a deep breath and sat on the bed, but then she looked up at me wiping her tears. “Why is she out to get you?”

I thought back to that day in medical school, and the look in her eyes when I’d told her no thank you. I’d have paid money to see that look again, but if I could go back, fucking her would have been the easy way out. Hindsight is 20/20 and all that, but at the time I wasn’t as open to things as I am now. It wasn’t as if I could fuck my way out of this.

I tried to find a way to explain but decided to be blunt. “To put it plainly, I wouldn’t fuck her. She hit on me in med school, and I turned her down. I was fucking everything that moved back then, and she wasn’t my type. She’s hated me since. I don’t understand why she’s making her move now.” I shook my head. “I mean, why after all this time?”

She sat a moment and then said, “Maybe she wanted to screw us both on the way out?”

“On her way out?” I hadn’t heard anything about her leaving, and I couldn’t imagine she’d voluntarily leave that position.

“You haven’t heard? Rumor around the hospital is she’s retiring. She’s being forced into it because of a health issue. This is her last year.”

That would explain things, and it had to be her reasoning— one last kick in my crotch on the way out, except if I lost my job, she might as well shoot me. “It’s my word against hers. She knows that I’ve been reprimanded before and this time I’ll be out. We have to figure out a way to play a trump card and beat her at her game.”