Page 61 of Mercy
I love the way she melts when I wink at her. It makes me want to do it again and again. Instead, I smile as I walk away, leaving them to have one-on-one time.
Before I leave for the day, I stop at the nurse’s station to talk to Gloria about Ivy. “Do we have any volunteers that could spend some time with Ivy?”
Gloria laughs, and I arch an eyebrow at her in irritation. What’s funny about this?
“Doctor, we have tried, there’s been four volunteers that have come to see her. They’ve brought books, toys, art supplies, we even had Cheyanne Cash here.”
“The country singer?” I ask.
She nods, “Yeah, she was doing a radio event and came in to see the kids. But Ivy had zero interest.”
I rub the stubble on my jaw, “Mercy would’ve killed to be here, I swear that woman’s music is on repeat in my house. I wonder why Ivy is so uninterested in people coming to visit with her.”
Gloria files away some charts and laughs, “Isn’t it obvious doctor? None of them are Mercy. That’s all she wants to be honest. Her life revolves around seeing her. Every day it’s what she looks forward to. The only time we see her smile is when Mercy is in the room with her. We’ve tried, there’s nothing we can do. Maria thinks it might be best to pull Mercy off her case to force her to spend time with other people.”
Maria is the head of social work, but she doesn’t know what she’s talking about. My girl will still see Ivy regardless of whether it’s in a professional capacity or not. Nothing will keep her from Ivy. Honestly, they could fire her, and she’d still be here. There aren’t many things in life that I’m certain of, but this is one of them.
“That’s pointless,” I state matter-of-factly.
As she walks over to the board, she wipes off the name of a recently released patient, “Clearly. That girl would walk over hot coals to see Ivy.”
“Indeed,” I say, and then add, “Thank you for trying. I was hoping to ease some of her loneliness but if you’ve tried then there’s nothing else you can do.”
I turn to walk away, but she stops me, “Doctor?”
“Yes?”
Her gaze is contemplative, as if she’s not sure she should say what she’s thinking. “We all know that you’re with Mercy. It’s not a well-kept secret.”
I glare at her, “It’s not a secret. You keep secrets when you are ashamed, which I am not.” I run a hand through my hair, becoming irritated at this topic.
“Right, well it’s none of our business, I like Mercy a lot. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that Cheyanne Cash is performing in New York City. She really wants to go; it’s been mentioned several times. Apparently, her best friend hates country music. So, she won’t go because she doesn’t want to go alone. It happens to fall on her birthday.”
I flash her a warm smile, “Thank you. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get tickets though. Her birthday is in a week.”
A patient buzzes in, asking for a drink.
“Thanks Gloria, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I call my assistant and have her look into getting two tickets for the show regardless of the cost. But it has to be close to the stage. If I take her, I want it to be the best experience for her. I text Mercy requesting that she meet me at my car for a moment.
I stand at my car waiting patiently when she comes out, my breath catches. Her smile is the first thing I notice. It warms me from the inside out.
“Doctor, is everything okay?” She asks as she gets closer to me, and her scent surrounds me. God, she smells so fucking good, like roses and honey surrounding me.
“It is now, I wanted to see you before I leave.”
Placing her hands on both sides of my neck she pulls me down to her face, “Don’t be long. I’m not sure what I’ll do with myself in your absence.”
A groan rumbles through my chest as I pull her into my arms and kiss her. This woman’s mouth drives me insane. I could kiss her for days and never get bored.
“You’re hard again, sir,” she says as she pulls back and gazes at me.
I pull her hair and bite her lip, “I am beginning to think my naughty little slut, likes me constantly hard.”
“Mmmm,” she moans as she grabs my dick.
She lets go of me and flashes me an innocent look, “Hurry home, I can’t wait to watch you cum all over me, Daddy.”
