Every once in a while it would be nice to be adored wouldn't it?
Crack...that was the sound my tooth made when I took a bite of my green olive. Tears flooded my eyes as the pain shot thru my mouth. I shoved my chair back and grabbed my cell to call my dentist. After what seemed like an eternity he answered.
I tried to answer but my mouth hurt so much that I couldnt.
He must have realized that I couldnt talk so he switched tactics and asked yes or no questions with me having to hit a button once for yes and twice for no.
Then I was instructed to meet him at his practice so my tooth could be taken care of.
I jumped in my car and made my way there within ten long painful ridden minutes. When I pulled up I was so grateful to see the lights on. I got out and knocked on the door just as he walked out from the back room with a steaming mug of coffee in his hand. My eyes took in his entire body. His hair was clean cut and his body looked so hot in a simple tshirt...