Nobody Does It Better(34)

“Hey, Doctor Doolarge,” Jonathan says, leaning back in his chair, stroking a hand over his bearded jaw. “Got a hot date tonight?”

With her pink hair tied in a huge bun on top of her head, Sam shoots him a skeptical stare. “Don’t ask him that. It’s personal. You shouldn’t pry.” She turns to me, adopts a cheeky smile, then whispers, “But tell me. Are you meeting a secret lady at Gin Joint tonight?”

Laughing, I roll my eyes. “Just my sister and the mic.”

“But it would make such a yummy story. Vet moonlights as lounge singer and meets the love of his life at underground speakeasy. I can see it now.” She spreads her arms wide, making a marquee sign. “They’d want me to play her in the Broadway version of your life story.”

Jonathan scoffs. “You can’t even sing.”

She shoots him a withering glare. “Please don’t ruin my daydreams.”

I rap my knuckles on the counter. “Speaking of dreams, I have a set tonight then a hot date with some paperwork. In fact, it’s the sexiest, steamiest paperwork I’ve ever seen.”

“Just a couple more days, right?” Sam crosses her fingers.

“Here’s hoping,” I add.

“Me too,” Jonathan says.

I head for the door, grabbing the handle.

Jonathan calls out, “Have fun with your paperwork, Dr. Doolarge.” Every syllable drips with mockery.

I will never live down this new nickname with my staff.

But if the deal goes through, I can live with it.

What’s a nickname when you’re about to make your dreams come true?

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