Doc ran out the kitchen door and jumped in the car. Damn you man! she thought, winding her way through heavy traffic. Wait til an hour before I have to be at the airport to inform me a VIP is coming and I'M the one elected to pick her up!!!!!! Sheeeeese!!!! .....and not only that, she continued fuming, it just HAD to be a woman!!!! "Oh baby," she muttered, gripping the steering wheel tighter, "You'll pay for this one.....BIG time!!!"
She waited in Baggage Claim as he had instructed. She had thought it odd that a VIP would not be met in the VIP reception area, but who was she to argue with whatever they had worked out.
Doc had just about given up, and started to call his office and tell him the woman had not been on the plane.
"Excuse me," she heard a soft voice say, "But do you know a woman that lives with the Specialist? She was suppose to pick me up here."
"Sweet!!!!!" Doc squealed as the women hugged. "You're the VIP????"
Nodding, Sweet giggled. "He wanted to surprise ya. I think it worked!!!"
Doc hugged her tightly. "I'm so glad to see you!!! I was gonna pay him back for this, but maybe now I'll just......"
Sweet giggled. "Sounds like a winner to me!!!!!"
As they walked through the parking garage to the car, Sweet asked, "Did he get the table?"
Doc looked puzzled. "Not that I know of, but he said I had to pick up something at Medical Supply, so that may be what it is."
"Probably so," Sweet agreed. "Oh, and I need to run by the grocery store before we go home too, if that's ok."
Doc nodded, grinning. "You know its ok. Something special you want for supper?
Glancing to see no one was around, Sweet leaned over to gently lick Doc's lips. "Its something special all right, and I'd love to have you for supper.....but I really doubt he will let that happen."
Doc blushed and giggled. "He said the VIP would be here for a week. That'll give us time."
They made good time getting to the Supply house, and parked. Doc went in to pick up the order that he had placed, and then waited in the car with Sweet as two men loaded it. "What in the world? " she muttered as they closed the hatch. The smile on Sweet's face told her that he and Sweet were up to something.
"You know about this?" Doc asked, puzzled.
Sweet nodded. "I asked him to order it, and he was kind enough to do so." She grinned, and whispered, "Actually, its for you, but we can all enjoy it."
The cell phone rang and Doc answered. "Hello."
"Did you pick the VIP up on time?" he chuckled.
"Yes," Doc laughed. "You are such a sweetheart!!! Thank you so much for allowing us to have a week together. "
"You're welcome," he replied, chuckling, "Even though I'm sure you cussed me all the way to the airport."
Doc grinned at Sweet and replied, "You know me too well sweetie. I cussed you until I saw her!!!"
He laughed and said, "Let me talk to her."
Sweet took the phone and laughed. "We did a good job! She was so surprised I thought she was gonna hit the floor."
"Then it was worthwhile," he chuckled. "I have never had a harder time keeping a secret. I wanted to tell her for days that you were coming."
"Oh, and we ALL will do that!!!" Sweet winked at Doc. "She, especially!!!"
He roared with laughter. "Well, don't try unloading that table by yourselves. I'll get it out when I get home."
Sweet nodded. "Okay. Do you want to talk to her again?"
"Nah," he replied. "I've got to get back to a meeting, but I wanted to make sure you got here okay. See ya at the house about 5:30 or so."
They stopped at the grocery store near the house and Sweet ran in. "I won't be but a minute, " she called over her shoulder to Doc. She returned in a matter of minutes with a small brown bag. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and Doc grinned. She knew for sure that he and Sweet had something special cooked up, but what it was still remained a mystery.
At a few minutes past 5:30, he pulled into the driveway and could hear the gales of laughter from the garage before he even parked his car. Doc sat in the garage floor, laughing so hard she wiped tears, and Sweet lay just inside the door in the kitchen floor.....the table on top of her.....laughing hysterically.
He shook his head and laughed, getting out of the car. "I told you all not to try unloading that table by yourselves," he said, climbing across Doc, then across Sweet, to get inside the house so he could lift it off of her. As he stepped across Sweet, she reached up and grabbed him by the balls, squeezing gently. "Goosey goose," she giggled.
He laughed, as he knelt to lift the table. "Whoo hooo, that felt good."
Sweet giggled as he lifted the table enough for her to scoot out from under it, and she stood up, throwing her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly on the lips as she winked at Doc. "I love catching a man off guard.....specially when he has his hands full!!!"
He laid the table back down in the floor and pulled her roughly into his arms, bending her backward, kissing her soundly. "Welcome back," he grinned.
Sweet giggled, fanning her face with her hand, as Doc laughed at their antics. "DAMN, womans......I know why you live with him now......He's one fine kisser!!!!! WHEW!!!"
Doc leaned back, laughing. "You think that's good, you should catch him when's he's horny!!!"
He and Sweet pulled the table into the kitchen and he reached out the door to help Doc up. "C'mon ladies," he chuckled. "Lets get this thing set up."
They helped him carry the exam table to the spare bedroom and set it up. He and Sweet grinned at each other and high fived as Doc stood in the doorway. "I don't get it," she said, still a little puzzled. "Why an exam table? Are you guys gonna put my ass to work? I see enough tables every day."
He chuckled and kissed her temple. "This time babe, the tables are turned....so to speak. We get to examine you."
Doc looked stunned, as Sweet added, "And we get to do the scribing and the procedures!!!
Neat, huh?"
Her eyes glistened with excitement as she glanced from him to Sweet. Sounds fantastic! I can hardly wait to get started!!!"
He helped Sweet pick up the papers and packing from the floor. "Well ladies, I think it'll be tomorrow before we try it out. I intend to take you two out to dinner tonight. Go get gussied up, .....and no hanky panky. Dinner reservations are for 8 o'clock."