Healing the Doctor (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read Online Free Page A

I love this song,” Hailey cried as an old Grease song spilled from the car speakers. “Have you seen the movie?”
    “Uh, yes. A long time ago. I don’t really watch movies.”
    “What about music? Do you listen to music?”
    Greg chuckled. “I have some old classic soundtracks. I listen to them on repeat when I have the time.”
    Hailey snickered, looking at his profile with shimmering eyes, “By old, do you mean ‘before you and I were born’ kind of old?”
    Greg laughed a deep, throaty laugh that made him feel wonderfully carefree. “Before you were born for sure.”
    Hailey’s laughter filled the car like chimes, and Greg smiled as he concentrated on the road.
    This was so much better than driving alone. He had taken several road trips before. His thoughts trailed off, and he gritted his teeth in frustrated anger at himself. He shook his head to clear it. That was long time ago. He knew he was doing the usual, destroying his mood by forcing himself to think about the past.
    “So what kind of music do you like?” he forced his bleak thoughts to the corner of his mind.
    “I’m not really a big fan of music, but I listen to some good, new songs,” Hailey replied pointedly. “What about hobbies? Do you play any sports?” she asked.
    “Enough about me,” Greg answered. “Do you play any sports?”
    “I asked first,” Hailey said, tilting her head.
    Greg saw her from the corner of his eye, and bit back a smile. “Well, I play basketball with a couple of friends once a week, if I get the time.”
    “Oh, I do too! We have a team. A couple of my friends, and their friends, and some family members. We arrange a small tournament every three months.”
    “Are you guys any good?” Greg asked.
    “I’m sure we’d beat you,” she said with a chuckle and Greg joined in her laughter. “I sprained my ankle once and had to sit out of the tournament. I was so fidgety. I despised sitting out. We should play you. Your doctor team and my team. I want to see what you’ve got.”
    “Done,” Greg said, and was insanely looking forward to see her play already.
    Hailey's long legs were a few inches away from his hand where he had it resting on the gearshift. He pulled his hand away because the nearness was just too much for him to handle. He felt like a kid. It sucked that he was driving, he thought. He would’ve liked to sit next to her while she drove, so he could watch her while she had to look at the road. Inspiration struck.
    “Would you like to drive for a bit?”
    “Sure. If you trust me with your car, that is. Most men tend to think women are awful drivers.”
    Greg chuckled. “It’s all right. The car’s not mine,” he said with a wink and parked the car on the side of the road.
    Hailey gave him a pretend hurt expression and Greg slid out of the driver’s side. When he opened the passenger side door for her to get out, she was already in the driver’s seat by sliding across the middle, over the gearshift.
    Greg hid a smile as he got in. Everything she did seemed sweet and childlike, and he suddenly remembered that she was more than a decade younger than he was. She was bound to seem childlike to him.
     
     
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    Greg was having the time of his life. Hailey was a good driver, and a fantastic sight to behold. She talked animatedly and her face was full of life and expressions.
    He rested his back slightly against the door as he watched her. Her eyelashes were long, her nose straight and dainty, her full lips pink and full. For the first time in a long time, he was actually admiring a female’s assets with interest.
    “I had a friend in college who was terrified of dating. She was pretty cute, but she just couldn’t wrap her head around being alone with a guy. So I kind of had to train her. By the time I was done with her, she had dated the whole basketball team and the debate club. It was hilarious.”
    Greg’s smile faltered as he processed that information. “So you could say you