Demi

"Wake up."

I groggily opened my eyes and wrinkled my nose up. "No."

Lips touched mine softly, then the touch became a firm, deep kiss. "Please?"

"No." I said gruffly, but craned my neck up blindly to kiss him again, smiling against his lips when I was successful. Lazily, I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold him there, wanting nothing more than to spend the entire day in bed within doing exactly this.

"It's already after six." Wilmer said softly, his hand rubbing my side. "Don't you have work?"

"Shit." I sighed, and finally lifted my head, squinting into the light from the rising sun at him. "Good morning."

"Morning." He kissed my nose, then my mouth. "How'd you sleep?"

I laid my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat thump under my cheek. "Always better with you."

"I love you." He murmured, his lips brushing my hair.

"I love you too." I sat up and looked down at him, my lower lip jutting out in a pout. "I don't want to go to work." I leaned down to kiss him, my leg swinging over his waist so I was straddling him. "I don't want to leave this bed, or you. Especially you, in this bed." I

Wilmer hummed as I began to kiss him sensually, exploring this newfound power I had over him. Neither of us wanted to break the kiss, so it went on longer and the heat coiling inside my stomach grew hotter.

"Go." He said suddenly, pulling away slightly. "I'm being selfish enough as it is."

I smiled, kissed him one more time, then got up, pulling a robe over my bare body. Before I could even take a step, Wilmer wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me down again. He climbed on top of me, his kiss was hungry and passionate.

"I can't stand to see you leaving this bed either." He said against my lips.

My hand fell to the back of his neck as he kissed down my jawline. "I mean technically, I have a few minutes if we shower together."

~*~

As I walked into the treatment center, Emily was waiting for me with a stack of files.

"Possible new patient today and as chief, you need to do the primary evaluation. She's a court case, they want us to test for the usual and then give an answer on whether or not she's able to stand trial."

I nodded, flipping through the file. "Who am I seeing first today?"

"Mia Valderrama. She requested the first slot."

My eyebrows rose. "Really? That's weird. She seemed fine last night and usually you have to drag her into my office."

Emily shrugged. "It's Mia, then the psych evaluation. The inmate should be arriving around three."

"Find Mia and get her to me. I want to know what's going on." I gave my instructions, then walked to my office, hanging up my jacket and sitting down at my desk. Just as I took a deep breath, my phone rang. "Dr. Lovato."

"That sounds much sexier than it should."

I smirked at the sound of Wilmer's voice and leaned on my elbow. "Well you would know."

"It sounds eerily similar to how you sounded this morning."

"Is there a reason for your call, or should I start charging you for a phone appointment?" I said, giggling through my teeth.

"Actually there is. I called to ask if Mia can come off-property for a couple of hours with me tonight." He paused for a moment. "I want to tell her."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I have a meeting with her in a few minutes. I'll see if she's ready."

"Alright. I won't keep you then. I love you."

I smiled widely and looked up at the ceiling. "I love you too baby, bye."

Just as I hung up, a knock on the door sounded, and Mia appeared when I called for them to come in, smiling timidly.

"Hey, come on in." She sat in the chair across from me, still not speaking. "You wanna tell me what's going on?"

Mia still didn't look at me, but instead fixed her eyes out of the window. "I know you're dating my dad."

My mouth fell open. "What?"

She took a deep breath. "I saw you two yesterday, kissing, and saying things."

I closed my eyes for a moment. "Mia... It just happened. We were going to tell you once I saw you getting better."

She bit her lip. "How long has it been going on?"

"About six weeks."

Mia nodded, staring blankly at her hands. "Is he happy?"

I blinked a few times, completely lost for words as she blindsided me with her discovery. "Yes... I'd like to think so."

She twisted her fingers. "Are you happy?"

I bit my lip, not sure how I should answer her question. "Yes."

Mia nodded again, still fiddling with her hands. "Then I'm happy."

"Mia, I want you to tell me how you feel about this. If you want, I can transfer you to a different doctor." I wanted to lead Mis through the path of recovery myself, but I knew I hd to offer this to her.

She looked alarmed, her eyes widening as if she hadn't even thought of it. "Why would I want that?"

I shrugged and sighed. "I want you to have the ability to speak freely. I don't want you to not tell me things because you think I'll tell him."

"Have you told him anything we've talked about?"

Immediately, I shook my head. "No. I made it clear to your dad that I wouldn't break confidentiality. He knows nothing more than any other parent. I just tell him if there's improvements, or setbacks, and I'll always clear it with you first before I tell him anything else."

Mia took a slow deep breath. "I'm okay with it, really. It's just a bit of a shock to hear my dad talk to someone else the way he used to talk to my mom. I thought I would be angry, and I was for a little bit. Then I remembered what you said about different kinds of love. I was a little serious when I suggested you dating my dad, but I didn't think it would actually happen." She bit her lip, then shrugged. "He deserves to be happy, and happiness with you is a lot better than happiness with some-"

"Blonde bimbo." I finished, raising one eyebrow with a smile.

"Exactly."

~*~

It was later that day when I finally found the time to call Wilmer.

"Hey, love." He answered, just his voice making me smile from the long day I was having.

"Hi... There's an issue."

"What happened?" He demanded instantly, slipping into dad-mode. "Is Mia okay?"

"Mia's fine, Wilmer. But she knows. She knows we're together."

He was quiet for a second. "How?"

I sighed deeply and rubbed my face, leaning back in my chair and looking up at the ceiling hoping there would be some kind of answers there to how I was supposed to go about this. "she was listening yesterday. When she left my office instead of going to the lunch hall she listened at the door to hear what we would say about her. Instead, she heard us kissing and talking. She heard enough that she put the pieces together."

"Is she okay?" Wilmer sounded defeated. "What did she say?"

"She asked if we were happy, and I told her yes so she said she's happy. She's glad it's me and not some-"

"Blonde bimbo." He sighed bitterly. "Yeah, not one of my better life decisions. Believe me, that gets brought up a lot." After I laughed, he continued. "I wish we could've told her ourselves, but I'm glad she knows. I don't want her thinking we weren't planning on telling her, or that we wanted to hide it."

"I know... That's why I'm going to approve the off-campus visit for the day after tomorrow. I want to escort her so that way I can work around my schedule and we can all talk together. What time works good for you?"

"Anytime."

I laughed and shook my head. "Wilmer, you need a hobby."

He chuckled with me, then spoke. "Whatever, love. I'll see you tonight, right? My place?"

"That's right." I smiled and shook my head. "What are we gonna do when Mia gets out of here? It's not like I can sleep over or anything while she's there."

He sighed. "We'll cross that bridge when we get there. One step at a time, Dems."

I smiled softly. "Right... I've got another appointment coming in soon but yes, I'll see you at your house tonight right after work."

"I love you." His words only made my smile grow bigger. "Have a good day."

"I love you too."

I hung up, and the door opened. There stood Neil Anderson. "It's time Dr. Lovato. Today you move into the Chief's office.

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