“Really Janice?” I asked. “Then why were you on top of him?”
Another look at the ceiling.
“You’re going to need to change clinics. I’m terminating your internship here.”
I keyed a message into my phone as Janice started to sputter.
“You can’t do this to me, I’ll go to the press. I’ll tell them he attacked me.”
“But he didn’t really attack you, did he Janice? You were straddling him and telling him how hot you think you are, and he was pushing you away.”
“You’ll never prove that.”
I pointed to the corner of the ceiling.
“This is a teaching room Janice, remember? Both you and Mr. Mason consented to being recorded for training purposes.”
Janice’s eyes widened, as I added. “All I have to do is show the recording to your school and you’ll probably be kicked out of your program. You climbing onto a patient and kissing him without consent is unethical behavior. Some might call it sexual assault. Mr. Mason could press charges.”
Janice began crying, huge crocodile tears.
“Please Dr. Grange, don’t report me. I’ll get kicked out of the program.”
There was a brief knock on the door before Mary, my office manager, walked in, looking around curiously.
“You needed me, Violet?”
“Yes, please accompany Janice to gather her personal belongings and retrieve her badge. Her internship with us is ended, effective immediately. She no longer is allowed on the premises.”
“Okay, I’ll take care of everything.”
That was something I loved about Mary. She was one hundred percent no-nonsense. She would ask me later what happened, but for now, she was completely focused on her task.
When Janice just stood there gaping at us Mary grabbed her wrist.
“Come on, don’t make me call the cops and have you trespassed.”
After they left Robbie and I both stared at the door for a long moment.
“I don’t know what happened there,” Robbie finally said. “I never did anything to encourage her, never talked about anything but the weather and my hip.”
He stood up, dropping the drape that we’d placed over his lap, leaving him fully naked. My nipples hardened at the sight of his cock bobbing between his legs. I noted with satisfaction that he was totally soft. Janice had no effect on him, despite her youthful good looks and wandering mouth.
“Violet, say something. Tell me you know I didn’t do anything wrong.”
I met his eyes. “I know you didn’t do anything wrong.”
He blew out a long breath.
“So, we’re okay? You’re not mad at me?”
“Yeah, we’re okay Robbie. There’s nothing for me to be mad about.”
A voice in the back of my head reminded me that there’d been nothing to be mad about when I broke up with him all those years ago either. Of course, that time I didn’t have a recording of what happened.
Robbie walked towards me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a tight hug. “Thank God.”
“Hey Robbie?”