Chapter 7
Melissa finally gave in and had dinner with Rachel. She had only been begging her for a month. She was right, though Melissa did need to get out more. Rachel was like a sister to her. They'd been best friends since Rachel's first day with the firm. She felt bad about not telling her everything about Glenn. But she just wanted him all to herself for a while. If their relationship went anywhere, then she would introduce them.
She met Rachel at a popular restaurant that offered a very busy singles scene. She always had a good time with Rachel, laughing at some of the guys would come up with trying to score a date. She was caught off guard when she saw Scott walk in the door. She wasn't sure if she wanted to let him see her or not. She wasn't so sure that she wouldn't brag about Glenn to him just to make him leave. She sighed in relief when he headed to the opposite side of the restaurant, getting lost in the crowd.
"Wow, that was close," she said to Rachel, who obviously wasn't paying attention.
"What was close?" She asked, turning her attention back to Melissa.
"Scott just walked in. I was afraid he'd see me." She explained.
"What an ass! I can't believe he yelled at you and called you selfish, just because you're not ready to get married," Rachel replied.
Forgetting Scott, they ordered their meals and talked about Rachel's new boyfriend, Kevin.
"So, Rachel, how does your family like Kevin?"
"Ugh! They don't." Rachel exclaimed.
"Why? I think he's great." Melissa asked.
Rachel shrugged her shoulders and said, "My mom is convinced that he's hiding something. My dad says he's a punk and my sister says she thinks she may have arrested him once."
Carrie, Rachel's sister, was is a cop and worked mainly with drug dealer and thugs. Kevin certainly didn't look dangerous, but then again, Melissa wanted to run from Glenn the first time she'd seen him. Looks can be deceiving. They talked about work and gossip they heard recently. Just when Melissa thought Rachel had forgotten, she said, "So, tell me about Glenn."
"No, Rachel. Please let me see what happens ok? Please. When I'm ready, I'll tell you." Melissa tried to reason.
"Oh, come on, Melissa. What's the big secret? Is he married?"
"No!"
"Ugly?"
"No, he gorgeous and sexy. And very tall." Melissa said.
"So what's with the mystery? What's his last name?" Rachel asked. Melissa shot her a look of impatience.
"Fine, Rachel. I'll tell you his last name! After that, stop bugging me. His last name is Jacobs. Happy now?" Melissa said.
"See," Rachel offered, "that wasn't so hard, now was it?"
After a few seconds, Rachel's eyes got huge.
"Melissa, his name is Glenn Jacobs?"
"Rachel! You said you'd stop. Now stop! I'm not telling you anything else!" Melissa angrily said.
Ignoring her, Rachel said, "Dr. Glenn Jacobs?"
Melissa looked confused, bur nodded not knowing how Rachel knew Glenn was a doctor. She never told her that.
"Melissa! He's one of the best neurologists in the world! He's done procedures no one else would touch!" Rachel said.
Melissa stared at Rachel and finally asked, "How do you know that?"
"I wrote a paper for a medical law class took. When I was doing my research, I read up on him, too. Wow, the work he does is reckless sometimes. But he has made some breakthroughs." Rachel said, then asked, "How did you meet him?"
Melissa replied, "He's the doctor who helped me when I wrecked my car."
"Girl, you have to marry this guy."
"What?" Melissa asked, a little shocked.
"Melissa, I'm telling you, if you don't marry him, then I will." Rachel said.
"Shut up, Rachel. Why the hell would I marry him, huh? We've only had one date." Melissa said.
"Because, he's like a billionaire." Rachel said.
"Rachel! No. I'm not gonna marry him because he's a billionaire. That's stupid. The only way I'm ever getting married is if he's the right guy." Melissa said, setting her friend straight. Then adding, "We should get going. Gotta work early tomorrow."
Agreeing, Rachel picked her purse up and followed Melissa out. When they got to thier cars, Rachel hugged Melissa and told her good luck with the rich doctor she managed to meet. Melissa couldn't believe Rachel told her to marry Glenn just because he's a billionaire. Thinking about what Rachel said, Melissa wondered why Glenn wasn't already married. Is he a playboy? Is his nice guy attitude just an act? She was confident she'd find out sooner or later what his motives really are.
The rest of the week went by rather quickly. Before she knew it, it was Thursday, the day before her second date with Glenn. She decided to call him and see if he was still interested in seeing her. She hadn't spoken to him since Monday.
She dialed his cell number, thinking she might get an answer faster than calling his home phone. She was thrilled when he answered.
"Hello," she heard his perfect voice say.
"Hello, Glenn. How are you?" She said, suddenly very nervous.
"I'm good. How are you?" He asked, returning her question, but wondering why she sounded nervous.
"I'm good, too. I was wondering if we were still on for tomorrow?" She asked hopefully.
"Yeah, sure. I'm actually only working a half day tomorrow so anytime you want to come over would be great." he said.
She was suddenly very excited, "Tomorrow is Friday and I'm not required to work all day. I suppose I could head over as soon as I leave the office around eleven?"
His face immediately brightened at hearing this. "Yes, that's great."
They talked for a few minutes more and ended their conversation. Hanging up, they both were very excited about tomorrow.
Glenn put his cell phone back in his pocket, and smiled. He finished the paper work he was working on, and shut his computer down for the night. Going into the living room, he turned on the T.V. finding a boxing match to watch for a while. He hadn't realized how tired he was. He quickly dozed off before the match had begun. He was woken up by Megan, one of the housekeeping staff, when she put a blanket over him.
Megan was absolutely terrified of her boss and jumped back when he opened his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Dr. Jacobs. I didn't mean to wake you up." She quickly apologized.
"It's ok, Megan. Why are you still here? Shouldn't you have gone home by now?" He asked, getting up and refolding the blanket.
Megan blushed, and said, "I know, but I was talking to Patricia. I lost track of time. I was leaving when I saw you in here and thought you looked cold. I'm sorry."
"Stop apologizing, Megan. You should go home now. Thanks for the blanket," he said, watching her walk away timidly. When she'd gone, he shook his head. How could a sweet kid like her be so afraid of everything around her? He put her out of his mind and went up to his room to go to bed.
