Olivia’s POV
When he stretched out his hand for a handshake, I took it imdiately, and I could swear my legs turned to jelly at the contact.
"I... um... hi," I stamred, suddenly forgetting how words worked.
He released my hand and smiled, gesturing to a comfortable chair. "Please, have a seat. Tell what brings you here today."
The mont I tried to sit down, a sharp pain shot through , causing to wince visibly. I adjusted my position, trying to find a comfortable way to perch on the edge of the seat without putting too much pressure on my tender areas.
"Are you alright, Ms. Hopton?" Dr. Heart asked, his piercing green eyes studying with an intensity that made my cheeks flush and my already weak knees weaker. "You seem to be in so discomfort."
"I’m fine," I replied quickly, crossing my legs and then imdiately uncrossing them when that made it worse. "Just... pulled a muscle at the concert last night."
His lips curved into a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "I see. Concerts can be quite... fun."
Sothing about the way he said it made shiver. I couldn’t tell if it was unease or attraction - probably both. There was sothing about Dr. Heart that commanded attention, that made it hard to look away from him. Not that I wanted to. The man was gorgeous in a way that was unfair to right now. I was here for Alex not a Love Coach.
"So, Ms. Hopton..."
"Olivia," I interrupted. "Please call Olivia."
"Olivia," he repeated, and the way my na rolled off his tongue sounded very sexy. No one has ever called my na like that before, not even my crazy ex’s. "Tell what brings you here today."
I shifted again, from both discomfort and embarrassnt. "My roommate made the appointnt. She thinks I need help with... a situation at work."
"And what situation might that be?" He asked, his eyes never leaving mine. It was difficult to concentrate now. Why was he looking at like that?
"It’s silly, really," I began, fidgeting with the hem of my skirt. "There’s this guy at my firm - Alex Gregory. He’s brilliant, successful, everyone respects him, and he’s... well, he’s incredibly attractive."
Dr. Heart’s deanor changed instantly. The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a hardness that transford his features.
"Let guess," he said, his voice suddenly cold. "You’re attracted to him?"
I blinked, taken aback by the change in his tone. "Well... yes. How did you..."
"And this Alex," he continued, cutting off, "he’s what? Senior partner? Executive? The golden boy who gets all the praise while others do the real work?"
"He’s not like that," I defended, feeling hurt by his assessnt of Alex. "He works harder than anyone. He earned his position."
Dr. Heart leaned back in his chair, regarding with what looked almost like contempt. "And you think soone like him is going to suddenly notice soone like you?"
My mouth fell open. "Excuse ?"
"I an no offense, Olivia, but n like Alex Gregory don’t date won they work with. They especially don’t date won who worship the ground they walk on."
"I don’t worship..."
"You do," he said firmly. "I can see it in your eyes when you talk about him. You’ve built him up into sothing... like a god."
I felt anger bubbling up inside . "I thought you were supposed to help , not insult ."
"I am helping you," he replied, "By telling you the truth. This Alex Gregory is not for you. You need to set your sights on soone more... accessible. Soone more in your league."
"My league?" I repeated, dumbfounded. "And who exactly are you to determine what league I belong in?"
Dr. Heart leaned forward, his intense gaze holding mine captive. "I’m soone who recognizes when a person is chasing a fantasy instead of reality. Soone who can see that you’re wasting your ti on a man who will never see you the way you want him to."
I stood up abruptly, wincing at the pain in my ass but too angry to care. "Is this how you treat all your clients? Tell them they’re not good enough for the people they’re interested in?"
"Only the ones who need to hear it," he replied flatly.
"Well, I don’t need to hear it. And I don’t need your help." I grabbed my purse, "Kira was wrong. This was a complete waste of ti."
"Yeah, it was." He agreed. "Door’s that way Lady."
I shook my head, confused by his behavior. One minute he was looking at like I was the most fascinating person he’d ever t, the next he’s dismissing like I wasn’t worth his ti.
"You’re crazy," I muttered, heading for the door and pulling it open. "And I’ll make sure to leave the worst review on your page. Jackass"! I scread before slamming the door behind , tears burning my eyes.
The mont I got ho, I logged onto his website and left my review: "Arrogant, cruel, and completely unprofessional. Save your money and ti. This ’Love Doctor’ is nothing but a sadistic jerk who gets off on hurting people."
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