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Chapter 3KatI embraced the tears and let them flow. There was something strangely cleansing about a good cry. I wiped my nose on the back of my hand and searched in my purse for a tissue. This was so unlike me. Crying.“Excuse me, are you all right?”
I heard the soothing male voice before I felt the hand on my shoulder. I shook my head and turned to look into the inhuman, and extremely captivating, brown eyes of Dr. Matthews.“When a beautiful young woman runs out of my introduction crying, I tend to worry.”I cleared my throat and tried to laugh, but it sounded forced. “Well, Dr. Matthews, the stress of going through a divorce and child custody can do that to a woman. I apologize for my speedy departure.”Why was I telling him this? He was a total stranger, and for all intents and purposes my superior. I tried even harder to keep the edge from my voice as I stood.“By the way, I’m Kat Brennan, lead dietician and director of clinical nutrition. I apologize for my unprofessional behavior.”He took my outstretched hand and shook it, holding it a little longer than social convention usually called for. “You’re cold. Maybe you should go in, Ms. Brennan.”Once again I found myself focused on his eyes. Warm and golden brown, searching mine with a knowing gaze. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing… Again with the damn poetry. I shook my head in an effort to clear my thoughts and pulled my hand from his.“I was. I’m headed inside to my office to gather my things and go home. I think I’ve had enough of this day. I wish you well, Dr. Matthews. I hope you find our facility enough of a challenge.” He chuckled. “Oh, I think there will be plenty of challenges here for me. I’m actually well acquainted with this facility. My grandfather was a patient here the last three years of his life. He was the main reason I became a doctor.” What the hell was this, share time? As nice as it was looking at him, I felt the need to get away from Dr. Matthews and the whole damn campus of High Meadow right now. I turned toward the main door and started walking.“Well, I’m sure our paths will cross again, Doctor. Have a good afternoon.” I didn’t wait to hear his response; I all but ran for the elevator.http://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Raven-Moon-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00UCU25F6/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1425785233&sr=1-1
