Page 42 of Fourteen of a Kind

“Bye, Dad. Thank you.” I mouthed to my brother.

He gave me a wink, and he and my dad stepped onto the elevator.

Pulling my phone from my pocket, I had a text message from Riley.

“Don’t forget about your dress fitting at Jenni’s studio later.”

“I haven’t forgotten. I’ll see you there.”

Graham

I had just gotten out of surgery when I saw Dr. Christian Kind walking toward me.

“Dr. Malone.” He smiled. “How’s it going?”

“It’s going great, Dr. Kind.”

“I’m glad I ran into you. My family is having a big barbecue tomorrow, and I’d like you to come. That’s if you’re not working.”

“I have this weekend off,” I said.

“Excellent. I know you’re new here and really don’t know anyone. Say you’ll come. Sebastian is grilling. There will be volleyball, surfing, and music. It’s always a great time when the Kinds have a party.” He grinned.

“Thanks, Dr. Kind. I’ll be there.”

“I look forward to seeing you there. The party starts at one p.m.” He patted my back before walking away.

I wondered if Ella would be there or if she was working this weekend. I was going to ask her out on another date, but now, I didn’t have to. I was up all night thinking about her and our time together. As hard as I tried to put her out of my head, I couldn’t. I had some time before I needed to see a patient, so I went to her office to see if she was there.

“Hey.” I smiled, tapping on the doorframe.

“Hi. Come on in.” She grinned.

“Your Uncle Christian invited me to the family barbecue tomorrow. Are you going to be there?”

“Yeah. I am. I have the weekend off.”

“Me too.”

“I guess my uncle beat me to it. I was going to ask you if you wanted to come,” she said.

“And I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out.” A smirk crossed my lips. “A barbecue sounds great.”

“I promise you’ll have a blast.” She smiled.

My pager went off. Glancing at it, I was needed up in peds. “I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.”

“See you, Graham.”

I walked out of her office with a smile. My phone rang, and when I pulled it from my pocket, I saw my aunt was calling.

“Hello.”

“Graham, darling. How are you?”

“I’m good. How are you?”

“Doing well. Seriously, Graham. How are you?”

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