The Scandalous Billionaires Collection by Drew Sinclair Page B

I wasn't
sure you'd be able to do this. Admitting you're wrong about
something is really something you should feel good about."
    "Whatever Zach. This therapist is good.
Really good and I've got to keep on seeing her."
    "Okay. So keep going to see her. I don't see
a problem with this."
    "It's more complicated than that, but I know
she can help me."
    "So like I say--"
    "She's refusing to work with me."
    "I don't get it. Why would she refuse to work
with you?"
    "She won’t tell me why. I know she's in
trouble with her ethics committee so I believe it has something to
do with that, but none of this is important. I think I may have
found the one."
    Zach held the phone away from him, cursed
through tight lips and then put the phone back to his lips.
    "You know you can't do this." He hissed.
"She's your third try and you signed an agreement about this."
    "I know what I signed and I know I can get
her to work with me, except that it may have to be off the
books."
    "No way. It has to be official. You can't do
this Jason."
    "I think you know I can and I think you know
I will, so therefore you should also know that it's pointless to
try and stop me."
    "I don't know much about psychoanalysis Jason
but I do know that you aren't supposed to bone your therapist, on
or off the books. It confuses the fucking issues or something like
that."
    "But you don't know what my problem is. And
she's not my therapist. Not yet. If you did know what my problem
was then you'd know that the only way for me to fix it is to be
with her. I can tell you about 'the problem' any time you want.
Just say the word."
    Zach swallowed hard.
    "Okay." He said. "Tell me. I'm ready. Is it
sexual?"
    "Yes Zach. Little brother. The problem I have
is a sexual problem. Now do you have a problem with
that?"
    Zach was anything but a prude and had no
issues with his own sexuality, but he balked at this and his
stomach twisted into an anxious knot.
    He took a deep breath, looked at the phone
and then took another deep breath before putting it back to his
ear.
    "Try me." He said.
     
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    Melissa was furious and frightened at the
same time.
    "How do you know who just left my office
David? Are you spying on me?" Her hand shook as she struggled to
hold the receiver to her ear.
    "Forget the paranoid delusions Melissa. I
want to know if Jason Demovic is the same Jason you have been
projecting your high-school-jock-falls-for-geek fantasy onto. Now
answer me, was that Jason Demovic who just left your office or
not?"
    "Where are you David? Are you watching me?"
She went to her window and looked outside. There was no sign of
Demovic or David.
    "Are you looking out your window now?" David
said to her.
    "Yes. Where are you?"
    "I'm sitting in my office across town. I just
wanted to see if you were paranoid enough to check your windows to
see if your psychoanalytic supervisor was hiding in the bushes
staking out your office like a stalker."
    Melissa's heart was racing again but not with
the wet excitement that Jason had provoked. Her palms were moist
and she was still wrestling with the remains of her hangover.
    "David. You're beginning to make me nervous.
You need to tell me what's going on. How do you know who Jason
Demovic is and how did you know he was just here?"
    "Well I didn't. Not until just now
anyway."
    David was a smart guy but Melissa didn't
believe he was that smart. These were just mind games. The mind
games of a stalker. He had acted so strangely the night before.
Despite having known and trusted him for years and despite having
shared many of her life's most intimate and painful details with
him, she decided to proceed with caution.
    "Okay." She said, trying to steady her voice.
"Jason Demovic just left my office but he is absolutely not my
client. So what is it that you need to tell me?"
    "You've got to stop seeing him."
    "I don't think it has anything to do with you
David. There's no issue here. I just told you he isn't a client so
this has nothing to do