Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
PD nodded before turning to head to the EMS lounge that the hospital kept for us to grab drinks for when we were on the go. I headed in the direction of the triage desk where I’d spied Angie on my way in with a patient.
It’d been a total of five weeks since Troy had tried to kill Angie and Jade, and three weeks since she’d not only passed her state boards, but she also officially became a nurse in the eyes of Texas.
I rounded the corner and whistled through my teeth, causing her to look up in surprise.
Upon seeing me, she stood up from her chair, eyed the man that was sitting beside her, and walked hurriedly into my open arms.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, her head falling back so she could see my face.
“Had a call,” I grinned. “How’s your day going?”
I looked over her shoulder at the man, and my eyes narrowed.
His eyes were on her ass.
My ass.
I bared my teeth at him, and he looked up with an unapologetic shrug.
I returned my eyes to Angie’s, and then tucked her hair back behind her ear.
“It’s going okay,” she smiled. “I have two more days of babysitting before I’m done.”
Hospital policy was that all new nurses were trained by another nurse who was trained to teach new nurses the ropes. Which was what the guy with her, who was still currently checking out her ass, was supposed to be doing.
“That’s awesome, baby.” I pulled her even closer. “Got a few minutes?”
She looked back at the man.
“I’m going to go ahead and take my lunch,” she smiled, but didn’t wait for permission.
Instead, she took my hand and led us down the hallway I’d just come, and into the EMS courtesy room where I’d just sent PD for my drinks.
We walked in just as PD finished downing an entire Dr. Pepper.
“Thirsty?” Angie teased.
PD crushed the coke can in his hand and tossed it into the trash before grabbing another.
“It’s fucking hot and humid from all the fucking rain we’ve been getting,” he groaned. “What’s it to you?”
Angie held her hands up as if to apologize for something that she shouldn’t be apologizing for.
“What’s got your titties in a twist?” I asked, grabbing my own cold can of Dr Pepper.
PD was right about it being hot and humid. It was disgusting weather to be wearing long pants and dark colors.
Angie looked at my drink longingly, and I grinned.
“Sorry, sweetie,” I teased. “This is only for EMS.”
She stuck her tongue out at me and I handed her the bottom half of my drink.
She moaned when she took her first sip, and I had to work at keeping my dick from getting hard.
It was a difficult thing to do when I couldn’t stop myself from watching her throat working, or the way her breasts heaved when she was finished.
“What has my titties in a twist,” he said wryly. “Is my wife.”
“What about her?” Angie asked in concern.
PD grimaced.
“She wants another kid.”
We all blinked, waiting for the rest of it.
“And?” Angie asked.
“Annnnnd,” PD sighed. “And I’m scared. I missed the last pregnancy. I don’t want to miss this one. I feel like, if I concede, that’s saying yes to something bad that could happen.”
During his wife’s pregnancy, she’d been kidnapped by a couple of men from her high school graduating class, and they’d kept her for months while PD and July’s brother, Wolf, worked tirelessly to find her.
It’d not been a pretty sight, but it was also something that was out of PD’s control.
Which I told him.
“You have no control or guarantees in life, PD.” I stared at my friend, who was looking defeated. “But you do have a wife who loves you. Who wants more kids with you. And, that right there, is special. You have the kind of love that everyone craves, and you’re squandering it.”
Angie’s hand found mine, but I kept my eyes on my friend.
He looked up, and I could see the torture in his eyes. The indecision.
“Scares the shit out of me, man.” He rubbed his belly. “And coming here with a pregnant patient who doesn’t have the man who helped her get that way at her side really scares the shit out of me.”
I slapped him on the shoulder.
“But think of all the awesome times you’ll have making that baby,” I goaded him.
PD grinned.
“There is that,” he conceded.
“Silver lining, buddy.” I shoved his shoulder. “Now get the fuck out so I can talk to my woman.”
“Talk…” PD drawled as he made his way to the door. “Right.”
He, of course, was right.
I wasn’t going to talk.
Not even a little bit.
The moment the door closed behind PD, I had Angie pressed up against it, my mouth devouring hers.
She moaned and wrapped her legs around my hips.
“Six more weeks and you’re mine forever,” I told her between kisses. “You’re sure you don’t want to run?”