Just when Mitch was beginning to wonder if everyone had forgotten about his appointment, a door he hadn’t noticed opened and out stepped a young, attractive woman. Her outfit looked like a pair of dark blue scrubs, much the same as the clothing Daryl wore when he left for work. Her blond hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and she flashed Mitch a stunning smile. Without hesitation, she approached him, hand out to shake his. “Mitch, is it? I’m Erin. Nice to meet you.”
He took her hand and stood. “Hi.”
Her smile widened, if that were possible. “Is this your first time?” At his shy nod, she waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t be nervous. I don’t bite. Not unless you ask real nice.”
A quick laugh negated the innuendo in her words, but it did little to alleviate Mitch’s discomfort. H
