Surge: Bad Boy Racing Romance (Fastlane Series Book 1) (2 page)

I nodded. “Yep.”

“Yes,” Dr. Wilcox replied. “He’s got a sizeable lead in the points race at the moment, doesn’t he? Great driver.”

“Uh huh,” I muttered.

Personally, I thought Gunter was the biggest asshole I ever raced against. I didn’t like the sonofabitch one bit, and if it was the last thing I did, I was going to take him down a peg or two. But before I could say anything, Dr. Wilcox spoke up again.

“When was the last time Formula One came to the U.S.?”

“Hmmm,” I began, not sure of the answer myself. “Been a few years, at least.”

“Uh huh,” Dr. Wilcox mumbled. “Raise both arms for me.”

I did as he said.

He continued, “You know, when Dr. Luca and I were in medical school together, he was obsessed with racing. It was all he ever talked about.”

“I believe that. We’re lucky to have him. Great doctor.”

Just then, Dr. Wilcox leaned away, turning towards Ava and gesturing for her to pass my chart. She still hadn’t looked at me since I took the gown off. I studied her for a minute as they talked.

Anastasia and Svetlana seemed predictably pissed. They could be major pains in the ass, like most Grid Girls. But I didn’t mind their company.

Great lays.

Anyway, I was just having a little fun with Ava. My version of it anyway. She was a pretty woman, no question about it. A natural beauty. She had her hair pulled back. It looked to be deep red in color. Green eyes, great rack.

I could get used to being a patient here.

“Dyson,” Dr. Wilcox began. “We’re all done here. You’re free to get dressed. We’ll have the results of your labs later today.”

“Okay. Sounds good.”

With that, I slid to the edge of the exam table and pushed myself off it. I caught Ava sneaking a peek again. I smiled, thinking I couldn’t have asked for a better start to the day.

Just when I started to get dressed, Dr. Wilcox spoke.

“Dyson, I’m happy to help out the team while it’s here in Austin, but as far as the rest of the races here in the U.S., my hands are tied. I just can’t leave my practice and go on the road for an extended period of time.”

I yanked my jeans up and started to button them.

Shrugging, I replied, “They just pay me to drive the car, Doc. The rest of that stuff isn’t my problem.”

He nodded. “Of course. Any idea what the status of Dr. Luca’s passport is?”

I shook my head. “Nope.”

“Okay, well, hopefully it gets resolved soon. All right, enough of that. Ava and I will leave you for now.”

I smiled and nodded at him. “Appreciate it. So, we’ll see you at the track later?”

Dr. Wilcox shook his head. “Actually, no. I’m not going to be able to make it today.”

He turned and looked at Ava. “Which reminds me… That’s what I wanted to talk to you about when I came in a few minutes ago.”

She looked at him in confusion. “Sir?”

“The results for Mr. Vix and his teammate, Mr. Rhys. I’ll need you to take those to the track for me later today.”

“Oh. Yes, sir,” she replied, nodding. “Not a problem.”

With that, Dr. Wilcox slid his pen inside of his coat and extended his hand towards me. “Pleasure to meet you, Dyson. Good luck in Austin this week.”

I shook his hand in return. “Thanks Doc, appreciate it.”

An awkward smile came to Ava’s lips as she looked at me.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Vix.”

Like Dr. Wilcox moments before, Ava straightened her hand, expecting me to shake it.

“What? No hug?”

That one got her. A genuine smile at last came to her full, pink lips.

“Maybe another time,” she said.

I took her hand in mine and wrapped my fingers around it, holding her for an extra second or two. Her skin was soft, delicate.

“I’ll hold you to that,” I said.

Ava’s smile vanished from her face. I let go of her hand. Without another word, she walked towards the door where Dr. Wilcox stood, holding it open for her. Not one second after they exited, Svetlana and Anastasia shot to their feet and stormed in my direction.

“You like that girl?” Anastasia snarled.

Svetlana remained silent, crossing her arms and nodding in agreement with Anastasia. I chuckled and shook my head, turning away from them and reaching for my shirt.

“You know the rules,” I said, pulling it over my head. “If you guys don’t like it, there’s the door.”

Now that I called their bluff, the girls glanced at each other for a second. In the next, Svetlana walked right up to me, placing her palm against my stomach. She leaned in and began to kiss my neck. Anastasia followed. Within seconds, she pressed her lips against mine and snaked her fingers inside of my jeans, beneath my underwear and finished by wrapping them around my dick.

I indulged them for a bit, relaxing and savoring the moment. After all, I had a lot of work to do this week. There was nothing wrong with blowing off a little steam. As a matter of fact, the more they began to grind on me, the surer I was now was as good a time as any to take the edge off.

I returned Anastasia’s kiss with aggression. Within seconds, Svetlana unfastened my jeans and I felt the cool air of the exam room against my cock once again.

AVA

Was he for real?

What. A. Jerk.

I cursed myself for running late that morning and not being the one who checked him in at the front desk. If I had, I
never
would have gone in there. Walking towards the nurse’s station, I chewed my lip while following behind Dr. Wilcox.

“Ava,” Dr. Wilcox said, stopping for a moment before he went back to his office. “I’ll get the track credentials for you. You’ll need them to get in later today.”

I nodded and placed Dyson’s chart down on top of the station.

“Okay.”

Actually, it sounded so
not okay
.

The last thing I wanted to do was see Dyson Vix again. He was probably the rudest, crudest, most inappropriate man I’d ever met. An obvious playboy, desperate for women to notice him. I shook my head at his ridiculous behavior and scanned the area for my coworkers, when one of them, Amy, appeared from one of the large rows of standup files behind the station.

“Hey,” I said, pointing my finger at her. “Thanks a lot.”

Amy frowned. “What’s wrong with you? What did I do?”

I swung my arm in the direction of Dyson’s exam room, still pointing.

“The race car driver. The Russian girls?”

“Ohhhh…” She nodded, smiling at the same time. “Wasn’t he
yummy
?”

Before I could reply, Ginger appeared from behind her, carrying an armful of files.

“Who’s yummy?”

Amy turned her head in Ginger’s direction.

“Ava is talking about the guy in exam room three.”

“Oh yeah, oh he’s hot all right,” she said. “Did you see the other one?”

“Other one what?” I asked.

“His teammate… Marco.” But then, almost as soon as she said it, Ginger touched her index finger to her chin, remembering something. “Oh that’s right, you came in late. You missed him.”

I scoffed, shaking my head for emphasis.

“Well, if he’s anything like Dyson Vix, that’s fine by me.”

“What are you talking about?” Amy said. “He is H.O.T.
Hot!
”

I couldn’t deny she told the truth about him, in a physical sense.

However, looks were the
only thing
he had going for him. In fact, I was more than a little disappointed in the shallowness of my coworkers. I had no idea they were so superficial.

Okay, well, maybe some, but not
this much
.

“Did you get a look at him?” Ginger asked.

Being a nurse, I didn’t have to wonder what she meant by ‘get a look’. I shook my head in disbelief.

“I’m not going to answer that question, Ginger.”

The two of them looked at each other and giggled like ridiculous high school freshman. Over the next minute or so, they asked me a number of probing questions about my interaction with him. I held them off with a series of one-word answers until Dr. Wilcox mercifully reappeared.

He walked towards me, holding an oversized badge in his hand.

“Here you are, Ava,” he began, extending the credentials towards me. “There are directions to the track in here. The pass will get you VIP parking and admission to the pit area. Once you’re there, you’ll need to deliver the lab results to the team manager, Darren Blocke. He’s a huge man. You can’t miss him.”

I took them from him, nodding. “What time will the results be ready?”

Dr. Wilcox glanced at his wristwatch. “Hmm I’d say any time after two o’clock in all likelihood.”

“All right, then,” I said, dreading my fate. “I’ll take care of it.”

“Excellent. Thank you, Ava.”

“Dr. Wilcox,” Ginger interrupted, passing a file folder towards him. “Your next patient is waiting in exam two.”

He took the stack of paper from her and tucked it under his arm.

“Thank you, Ginger.”

Before he walked away, he looked at me again. “You’re a lifesaver, Ava.”

“Not a problem, sir. I’m happy to help.”

And where Dr. Wilcox was concerned, that was true. He was a terrific doctor and an even better person. How it was that someone of his character could be even remotely associated with a ‘man’ like Dyson Vix was still a mystery.

After he walked away, with Amy following behind him, I made my way around the other side of the nurse’s station to catch up on some of my paperwork. I had no idea how much time had gone by when I sensed a presence hovering above me on the other side of the desk. I glanced up to see Ginger standing there with a look of concern on her face.

“Yes?” I said.

Ginger gestured with her head, back down the hallway, towards the exam rooms. “I need to get Dr. Wilcox’s next patient into number three.”

“Um, oookay,” I shrugged. “Why are you telling me? Go ahead.”

She hesitated.

“What?” I asked.

“Well, that’s just it—I can’t.”

I placed my pen down on top of my desk and looked up at her once again.

“I’m really busy right now, Ginger. I’ve got to catch up on all of these records and then turn around and get down to the race track for Dr. Wilcox later today.”

“I’m sorry,” she began. “Ordinarily, I wouldn’t bother you, but…”

“But?”

Ginger exhaled a long breath. “They never came out.”

“Who? Who never came out?”

“Um, Mr. Vix and those two women. They’re still in exam three.”

I pinched my eyes shut and shook my head. I opened them once again and looked at the clock on the wall. Disgusted, I turned my gaze back towards Ginger.

“You mean to tell me they’ve been in there for twenty minutes?”

Ginger chewed her lip. “Yep.”

Without thinking, I slammed my palms flat on the surface of the desk and shoved myself into a standing position. Marching around the corner of the nurse’s station, I headed straight for the exam room, readying myself for any spectacle I might encounter.

The
nerve
of this man.

I licked my lips and moistened my mouth, preparing to unleash a tirade on them. But, just as I was about to reach the exam room, the door opened. I stopped dead in my tracks as Svetlana and Anastasia emerged with some of the wildest
just been fucked
hair I’d ever seen.

Soon after, Dyson sauntered out, smiling and pausing in front of me.

“So, sounds like I’ll see you at the track later, Ava?”

I crossed my arms and glared at him until he turned and started to walk away, arms interlocked with the two girls. I glanced in Ginger’s direction and shook my head.

Unbelievable.