Chapter 5: The Date

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After following me around the entire day. He finally excused himself to make a phone call. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as I was alone.

I still had the patient files to update before I could sign out and call it a night. I quickly sent mum a text telling her I'll grab dinner at the cafeteria. There's a reply within a minute informing me to look after myself and she'll see me at home later on. I smile at her predictable reply and tell her not to wait up wishing her a good night and sweet dreams. Just as I hit send. The door opens quietly to a Bradley Constine walking in.

His long confident strides annoy me. He walks like he is God's gift to all of man kind. I'm gazing at his perfectly proportioned body, all of his 6ft 4inches of perfection. His broad shoulders, his firm chest and his muscular arms. Even with that very well fitted shirt on, you could tell The Creator had spent a lot of time sculpting this perfect Adonis. I quickly and with embarrassment snap out of my very inappropriate reveir.

"If you're done checking me out shall we eat? He smirks.

"Firstly I was not checking you out and secondly I'm not done here yet".

"That's alright a little break never harmed anyone, might do you a world of good at this point".

"I'm a doctor and well aware of what I should do when! I don't need your advice on what will do me any good".

"In that case from one colleague to another".

"You don't even practice medicine, we are in no way colleagues".

"Your feisty comebacks will not get you anywhere".

Oh this man makes my blood boil! Ordering me to eat then calling me feisty, who does he think he is. Just then his phone rings and he excuses himself. He's back in less then 30 seconds though strange man.

"Dinner is ready, let's go"

"Excuse me, dinner? I never agreed to a dinner. I still have lots of work to complete in case you haven't been paying attention".

"I always pay attention Ava, you have to eat now and I've found the perfect solution".

When he says my name, it catches me attention. I look up from the paperwork I've been busying myself with. Only to find with outstretched hand.

"Come on then, it will get cold".

I get up ignoring his hand and follow him out the door. He leads me to the first meeting room and I'm stunned at the site in front of me.

I gasp at the site in front of me

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I gasp at the site in front of me. There's also a butler who ushers us inside. He pulls out my chair and I'm seated in a daze. Champagne or wine he asks. Bradley orders fruit juice. It arrives promptly and Bradley raises his glass "to dates".

This snaps me out of my daze. "Whoa, who said this is a date"? I never agreed to a date".

"Well you kept saying how busy you were and basically wouldn't be able to leave to go on a date, so I brought the date to you".

"I don't know how many dates you've been on our what your definition of dating is but you need consent from the other party".
He is quite and seems to contemplate the thought. I know him better then this though. He's coming up with a counter proposal. This is Bradley and he never gives up.
"Hmmm in that case you can tell Jeffery that he should pack everything up and that all his effort has been floor nothing".
Just then as if on cue Jefferey arrives with the entree. I can smell the delicious Lobster bisque before its even set before me. Sir, madam entree is served.
"Jeffery madam would like to say something to you". Oh if looks could kill Mr Constine. "Yes madam is something not to your liking? ".
As I look up at Jefferey his eyes laced with concern. I just can't do it. This sick and twisted man!
"No Jefferey, I was just going to compliment you on doing such a wonderful job with everything. Thank you so much".
"It was my pleasure madam". He smiles then leaves. I raise my eyes to the devil incarnate sitting in front of me smirking. Oh this is far from over Mr Constine I think to myself. Even with these thoughts I still manage to enjoy a delicious dinner. There's dessert as well, chocolate mousse my favorite which I devour.

The conversation is mostly based around his observations today. He makes some suggestions which if implemented could make things more efficient and generate enough revenue so the cancer care clinic and additional oncology wing would be partly paid off. It's comfortable there aren't any awkward moments of silences.

His phone rings again and he excuses himself once again. I also take out my phone to find there are a number of missed calls and messages from Emile, Conrad, Toni and Gramps. Wondering who I should call first. My contemplation is broken by a frantic looking Emile and Conrad. They've rushed into the room looking surprised and a bit embarrassed.
"Hi guys, what's up? "
"Oh Ava ahh well we didn't mean to interrupt anything I mean it looks like your on a romantic date". Emile says with a bright red blush creeping into her cheeks.
Just then Jefferey walks in. "Miss Emile, how wonderful to see you here. Would you like to join Sir and Madam".

"Jefferey, join Sir and Madam? "
Now it's Conrad's turn to look puzzled. "Um Ava who are you having a romantic date with?"
I can't help but laugh at two of my favorite people. As I'm laughing a very serious Bradley walks into the room. As always his majestic presence draws everyone's eyes to him.
"Who else did you think would organise such a thing? "
"Ohhhh no Brad it's not that, we just thought well that you're very busy you know and we haven't heard from you the entire day". Conrad stammers out.
"I think what Conrad is trying to say is, that this is a very romantic set up and well you got Ava to agree to accompany you". Emile confidently states.
"Of course I did, who do you think I am"?
OK time to set things straight Mr who do you think I am!

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