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office. I made my way all the way out of the lobby and onto the sidewalk where I hailed a cab. It was moments after I had climbed into the back seat that the realization hit me. I reflected back on the few times I could remember my mother and father fighting. I vividly remembered my mother clenching her chest after my father had said something to her and she lashed back out at him.
    What I had just felt up in Andris’s office…was anger .
     

     
    FUCK.
    I gripped the sides of my hair hard enough to feel a small, piercing pain in my scalp before letting it go. I was in deep, deep trouble. The pangs of jealousy that swept through me when Nicola described how he made her feel as he touched and caressed her were surprising. The instant rise in my arousal as I watched her body flush with desire from her memories alone, had me close to wanting to throw her on the floor and give her everything she wanted and needed. But I was her doctor. How fucked up was it that she was my patient? Staying involved with her outside of treatment would be a disaster, but the pull I felt towards her was so strong I didn’t think I could break the ties.
    I was jealous of her client. Jealous that he could bring out emotions and desires in her that I wanted to do. I had only met her last night by chance. Kiki was our regular escort. She was always available to us whenever we needed her, but now having met Nicola, I knew there was no going back for either of us.
    I sat in my chair for several moments, my fingers tapping against her folder, fighting between ethics and desire. My mind was telling me one thing, while my body told me another. I could still smell the faint honeysuckle scent of her skin lingering in my office long after she had left.
    Pleasure. She feels pleasure.
    That was something that patients with her condition typically felt. Not so much pleasure, but the ability to experience the emotions that they are void to, through physical contact.
    The internal battle within me raged in full force, and I was half a heartbeat away from turning her case over to one of the other doctors when I had an epiphany.
    I could use our sessions on a client level with our sessions on a therapy level to provoke her. When she spoke about last night, I felt every thought through her words and her actions…and she felt them too.
    Yes.
    I smiled to myself. It was fucked up and morally wrong, but I was willing to risk my license and my life that this would work. I could use sex to throw a wrench in her ability to know her own self-experiences, as well as what others think and feel. It was a risky experiment, on that I had no control to use to go with it, but it was now a thought that wouldn’t leave my mind.
    I picked up the phone, dialing the familiar number.
    “Alexandra, we need to talk.”

 
     
    “HE WHAT?” I exclaimed as I sat across from Lexie in her office that afternoon.
    “He upped the ante. Twelve and a half grand per session.”
    I sat back in my chair. How the hell could I turn that down? Especially after my therapy session with Andris. Did he call the client and tell him about me? Is that why he upped the price?
    “Why is this guy so dead set on having me? I thought Kiki was his usual reservation. I only filled in one night, and all of a sudden he wants me for twelve weeks?
    “I don’t know, Jer, but you would seriously be an idiot if you turned it down. That’s more money than you make in five months. That’s…”
    “A hundred and fifty thousand dollars,” I said, interrupting her. The shock of just how much money that was had me in disbelief.
    “That is in addition to what he is paying me to contract you out. I don’t know what you did to this man, but whatever it was, keep doing it.”
    “What did Kiki say about it when you talked to her?” Lexie waved her hand through the air as she took a long drag from her electronic cigarette.
    “She was a little pissed at first, but I gave her some of your regular clients, including old