An hour later, I’m sitting in Dr. Beck’s office. I called to see about getting an appointment and they got me right in.
“Loxley Storm,” the nurse calls out.
I stand up and walk toward her. “It’s Lox.”
She scans me up and down, smiling. “Right this way. I’m Kara.” She takes me to a treatment room. “Dr. Beck will be with you in a minute.” She’s cute. She’s thick, but she can carry it. She turns before she walks out and winks.
> Oh, she’s a little flirt. Sly would trip over himself right now trying to get her number.
A few minutes later, a man around Marco’s age comes in the room. “Mr. Storm, so glad to finally meet you, Marco has told me a lot about you. So what brings you in to see me today?”
“Please, call me Lox.” I explain to him about my last fight and the little shit snatching on my arm.
He touches my side and arm, examining my motion and tightness. “It sounds like he put some strain on the traps and rhomboids, possibly the deltoid and biceps, too. I’m going to have one of my girls do a massage on you. I think that would benefit you the best. You might consider doing a massage more often because of what you do.”
“Thanks, doc. I knew Marco said you understood fighters, most doctors look at us like we are twisted or something.”
He chuckles. “Marco and I go way back. We were just two dirt poor kids who went into the Corps at the same time. He’s ended up being my oldest and dearest friend.”
I nod. “That’s cool. Marco doesn’t talk much about that time in his life.”
He shakes his head. “Neither of us do. Now, have you got some time this morning for my girl to work on you?”
“Yes, this is driving me crazy. I just want to get it taken care of.”
“Okay, follow me.” We walk out into the front area of the office. “Kara, who has an opening for a massage right now?”
Kara looks up and smiles. “Sloan.”
He nods. “Great. Will you take Lox and get him set up for her?”
She smiles. “Sure thing, Dr. Beck.”
She looks at me. “Right this way, Lox.”
We walk into a small room with a massage table in the middle. The lights are very dim.
She turns to me. “Just strip down to whatever you’re comfortable with, most men strip down to their underwear or naked. Then lie face down and cover yourself with this towel.” She hands me a large towel. “Sloan will be in in a couple of minutes.”
I nod and smile. “Thanks.”
After she walks out and closes the door, I laugh. Well, maybe I shouldn’t have went commando today, good thing I’m not shy. I strip down and do as she said with the towel, flinching from a small twinge in my arm.
God, I hope this helps.
CHAPTER 2
SLOAN
God, I hate, no, I despise continuing education classes. UGH.
Kara bounces in our lounge. “Hey, sunshine! OH BOY, do I have a surprise for you.”
“What, are you going to do my CEUs for me?”
She smiles. “No, but I do have a sexy MMA fighter in your room waiting for you to do a massage on him. Doc asked who was free and I sent him your way. You know I wasn’t giving a stud like that to Josie. She’d probably get us sued for sexually assaulting him.”
I stand up. “Fine. I’m on my way.”