I get out of bed and walk slowly toward the door. A part of me expects Benedict to be standing there, ready to deliver on his promise of punishment.
But it’s not Benedict.
Instead, a woman stands before me. Tall, beautiful, and perfectly groomed. Her white coat screams "doctor," but her appearance says otherwise. Flawless makeup, meticulously styled hair, and sky-high designer heels.
Her gaze sweeps over me, not bothering to hide her disdain. “Hello, Kylie. I’m Doctor St. James. Benedict made you an appointment this morning.”
“Did he,” I say deadpan. I look at my phone but Benedict has already hung up.
“Mhm.” She scans me again. “I have to say, you’re certainly an interesting choice. Usually, Benedict’s women are far more… put together. Sweatpants at noon?”
Embarrassment heats my face. But I can’t help but be defensive too. Who the hell does this woman think she is? “I didn't even know you were coming. And I didn't realize I had to dress up for a doctor's appointment.”
She ignores me, brushing past and into the room. I close the door reluctantly.