Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 94140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Chill out,” she laughs. “This whole Sean thing is really getting to you, isn’t it?”
“No,” I grunt.
“Liar.”
I roll my eyes as I concentrate on the road. She’s right. I’m a mess. I haven’t stopped thinking about that almost kiss with him since the moment it happened. Apart from the whole hot wife, he’s the perfect guy. He was funny, charming, successful, and a great father. Not to mention, he was the female equivalent of a wet dream. What is that, by the way? A moist nap? A slick snooze?
I just can’t wrap my head around what he was thinking. Did he not expect me to find out? I suppose he never actually clarified if it was a date. Maybe he meant it when he said he just wanted to take me out to thank me for saving his little girl, but then, you’d think his wife would have been there. It’s her little girl too. And what gives with the girls? Why didn’t one of them feel the need to mention it? I mean, what happened to pussy power and all that? Chicks before dicks. Not one of them had my back.
Hell, maybe almost kissing me was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing, and I’m the idiot who got hurt feelings in the process.
Clearly they’re still together. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have their wedding photo as his background on his phone. God, I’m an idiot and he’s a cheater . . . Well, I guess he can’t be labeled a cheater as he didn’t actually kiss me, but the intention was there and, in my book, it counts.
“Earth to Gigi,” Mel practically shouts at me. “Stop thinking about it. What happened to all this ‘new day, new me’ bullshit you were spouting this morning?”
I let out a breath. “You’re right,” I tell her. “I shouldn’t be getting caught up on it.”
“There’s nothing to get caught up on. The guy is married. End of story. No matter how many fucked-up family dates he tries to take you on, he’s off-limits. You need to steer clear of that one.”
Indeed, I do.
Pulling up at the hospital, we grab our bags and rush through the door after Tom’s slimy ass nearly made us late for our shift. But seriously, how inconsiderate. I’ve gotten tickets before, and I know that shit doesn’t take that long. He knows we’re nurses, and if he didn’t then he’s fucking blind since we’re both completely decked out in scrubs. We have important jobs. Being late isn’t an option in the work we do, it’s the difference between life and death. Hell, as a cop, he should understand that.
Making our way into the nurses’ lounge, we quickly sign in for our shift before dumping our bags in our lockers. “Try to have lunch together today?” Mel questions as she hovers in the doorway.
“We’ll try. I have a few inductions today. It’ll be busy,” I tell her.
“Okay,” she says. “Go with the flow then?”
“Sounds good,” I say before she disappears out the door.
I head up to the nurses’ station on the maternity ward and find Sue still here after working the night shift. “Jesus, cutting it close,” she grins as she looks down at her watch and puts on a show of being disappointed in my tardiness.
“I know,” I sigh as I double-check what’s going on today. “I got pulled over for speeding again.”
“Again?” she gasps. “My god! Gigi, you need to slow down. Why do you think half the patients in the ER are here?”
“I know,” I mumble, too afraid to roll my eyes at this woman. We’ve had this exact conversation a million times before, and I know exactly how it will end—my ear clutched between her fingers as she drags me through the ER, giving me prime examples of why speeding is wrong. Hell, I’ve started to realize she does it for everything. Just the slight mention of my dirt bike riding had her taking me on a tour of the trauma ward and visiting a guy who’d come off his Harley and was missing half his skull. “I’ll slow down.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it,” she says under her breath.
I go to say a quick goodbye when she tells me she’s doing a double and will be in and out for the day, and I smile before heading down the hallway to my first patient of the day. I push through the door and find a beautiful young woman, five centimeters dilated and completely freaking out. It’s her first baby, and she’s ridiculously underprepared for what she’s about to do today. After calming her down and giving her a quick run-through of what the day should mostly look like, I show her husband a few things he can do to help her with her pain management.
I go up and down the halls checking on the patients, and I have to deliver a little baby boy after the doctor was called into an emergency cesarean. The rush reminds me just how much I love my job.