Two weeks have passed since I was shot, meeting Kelly. I'm at full recovery and dressed up in my dress pants and button down shirt, tucked into my pants. I have to wear men's clothes because of my broad body build.I had a bouquet of flowers, walking in the hospital. I bump into Claire and her jaw drops at the sight of me. "She is going to drool when she sees you," she says with a smile, walking around me, checking me out. "Where is she," I ask softly as she stops in front of me. "Her office, three doors down on your left," she says pointing behind her. She walks with me and I knock on her door. "Not now please," she chokes, calling through the closed door. Moments later my phone rings and it was Kelly. I answer it and say in a soothing whisper, "Open your office door. I'm here."She stays on the line and opens the door with haste. I end the call, putting my phone in my pocket as she flies into my arms. Claire takes t
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