“Look,” I murmur, “the thing about dating patients…” “No, I get it,” Mr. Leroy says quickly. “I understand. You don’t have to explain.” “Oh,” I say, relieved. “Okay.” “When you said you couldn’t date patients, you just meant that you’re not allowed to date patients who aren’t attractive enough to meet your high standards.” He raises his eyebrows. “That’s it, right?”
