Page 108 of Adam & Eve

doctor after the last visit. Watching him touch you agitates me.” Adam didn’t even pretend to

whisper.

The doctor laughed. “I could recommend you to a colleague.” The red-faced Danny DeVito

look-a-like turned and faced us as he removed his gloves. “But I would like to stay on this late in the

pregnancy.”

“Yes, a female do—”.

I cut Adam off, raising my hand. “No, you’re fine.” Then I cut my eyes at Adam “Cut that shit

out,” I snapped.

His hand tightened in mine. “Fine. Now can you leave while she gets dressed,” he in return

snapped at the doctor.

“That whole Neanderthal act is getting old,” I admonished when the doctor closed the door

behind him. “Help me up.”

Adam grabbed my arm then pulled me into sitting position. Then he pretty much proceeded to

redress me. It took everything in me not to be annoyed, but it was how he’d been since I’d given him

some, too helpful. He even helped me put my tennis shoes on, tied them, then walked me to the car

like I was an invalid.

“I have two classes. One at eleven and one at two. Then maybe we can go to the movies

after.”

Adam lifted my hand and kissed the knuckles as we drove toward the house. I didn’t even

flinch or cringe at the show of affection. I was getting used to it.

“Are you going to bitch about me adding too much butter to my popcorn this time?” I asked.

I saw him cut his eyes at me. I laughed a genuine laugh. He hadn’t yet learned the lesson that

he couldn’t force me to do anything that I didn’t want to. The rest of the drive home was made in

comfortable silence. Every day with Adam was getting easier.

The ringing of the doorbell jolted me awake. It didn’t register at first that it was the doorbell.

In the few months I’d been living with Adam, there had been no visitors outside of the staff he

employed, and they had keys.

Groggily I glanced over at the clock and saw one-thirty in the afternoon which meant Adam

was still in class and the staff would be gone. It was up to me to answer it.

Should I? I thought.