Free The Doctor's Private Visit by Altonya Washington

look over her shoulder. “And I suppose you’re offering?”
    Avery spread his arms wide. “If you insist.”
    “Well, I don’t,” Capri declined gaily and with her brightest smile in place. “Look, Avery, maybe I didn’t make this clear before but I try very hard not to get involved with the people I work with. Especially the models. No offense.”
    The confident gleam in Avery’s dark eyes dimmed. “Well what’s wrong with models?”
    “Avery, I just don’t mix work and play, all right?”
    Tapping his fingers against his square jaw, Avery took a moment to think. “Okay then, we’ll just have to wait until after our work is done to play.”
    Capri tossed a thick curl out of her eye and tilted her head back to look directly at the tall, attractive man across from her. “Forget it Avery,” she said politely but firmly, although she didn’t think it would be the end of his pursuit.
     
    Aside from Avery being late, the first shoot went off without any serious problems. Capri couldn’t believe that she hadn’t used half the time she’d anticipated for the shoot. She’d sent one of her assistants off to prepare her darkroom, so she could get started right away on the prints.
    “All right everybody, that was a good one! We’ll meet on the beach at 6:00 a.m. sharp! You guys know where.”
    Everyone groaned at the early hour, but they were glad to have the rest of the day off. Avery decided to make one last attempt with Capri and walked up behind her. He pulled out one of his cards and held it in front of her face.
    “What’s this?” Capri asked, frowning slightly at the gray card with raised black letters.
    Avery waited until Capri turned to face him to continue. “Call me when you think you can relax your rules.”
    Capri glanced at the card and then watched Avery saunter away.Shaking her head at his determination, she slid his card into her bag.
     
    Deciding not to waste any time, Capri went right to work developing the prints from the day’s shoot. She was very pleased with her work, as well as with the group she was working with.
    “Now all I need to do is decide which prints to include in the portfolio,” she whispered to herself pushing her hands into the back pockets of her jumper.
    “Can you hold off on that a little while?”
    Capri dropped the prints on the table and turned around. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
    Rod stepped from the shadows of the doorway. “I need your help.”
    “For what?”
    “I need to go shopping.”
    “Shopping?”
    “Shopping.”
    Totally confused, Capri leaned back against the table. “Am I missing something?”
    Rod came close to Capri and held her upper arms in a light hold. “You gotta keep quiet about this, all right?”
    “Uh-huh. What is it?”
    “I’m gonna propose to Kiva, but I need an engagement ring and—”
    Capri’s screaming interrupted.
    “Will you hush?” Rod ordered, clamping his hand across Capri’s mouth.
    Capri nodded but her dark eyes were impossibly wide with excitement.
    “I need some help picking the thing out. You think you can help without tellin’ the whole building?”
    Capri pulled Rod’s hand away and gave him a dazzling smile. “You can count on me.”
    She threw her arms about his neck and hugged him tight.

Chapter 7
    C apri stood in her yard with a puzzled look on her face. For the third time since she pulled into her driveway, she’d glanced next door at Tiberius’s house. She’d been standing at the passenger side of her truck gathering portfolios when she’d heard the angry voices.
    Capri tried to ignore the heated argument next door, but it was no use. She could tell that Tiberius was obviously into it with a very unhappy woman. Her voice was high-pitched and she was practically screaming.
    Of course, nosiness finally won out. Capri grabbed the rest of her portfolios and padded across the yard. She stood next to the high wooden fence surrounding the back of Tiberius’s house and listened.
    “You