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“It’s complicated.” I looked down. “Let’s go into that room over there.”

He followed me into an empty room and tucked his hands into his pockets.

“For that one moment in the park, I could be anyone I wanted to be and not the Dr. Ella Kind.”

“I don’t understand, Ella.”

“It’s hard to explain, Graham. Look, I’m really sorry I lied to you. Can we start over?”

He stared at me with his captivating blue eyes.

“Hi, there.” He extended his hand. “I’m Dr. Graham Malone.”

With a smile, I placed my hand in his. “Hi. I’m Dr. Ella Kind.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Kind.” A smile crossed his lips.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Dr. Malone. Welcome to Cedars.”

“Thank you.”

My pager went off. It was the ER.

“A trauma is coming in. Do you need to stay up here in peds?”

“Your uncle said Dr. Ashley is out of town for a couple of days and to fill in where needed.”

“We could probably use you down in the ER. Want to come?”

“Sure.” He smiled.

“Let’s go.”

CHAPTER 8

Ella

Graham and I ran down the stairwell to the emergency department and grabbed a pair of latex gloves.

“What’s going on, Karla?” I asked.

“Shark attack victim. They’re airlifting him here. ETA is five minutes.”

“Shark attack?” I furrowed my brows.

“According to the paramedics, it’s pretty bad.”

“Did you page Dr. Grayson Kind?”

“He’s in surgery right now. Who’s this?”

“This is Dr. Graham Malone. He’s new. Graham, this is Karla, the charge nurse.”

“Nice to meet you,” he said.

“We better get up to the roof,” I said.

The helicopter landed, and Graham and I rushed over to it.

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