Page 2 of Deal Takers

I give him the full power of my glare, but it’s to no avail. He’s still red and angry-looking, and if this were any other situation, I’d point outhow muchof him there is again. Oh, who am I kidding? I have a monstrous cock, and I own that shit. The only complaints I’ve ever had are from beingtoo big, if you know what I mean. Sadly, in this arena, there’s no one to impress with that fact. I take a deep breath and wait for the nurse to return so we can get this over with.

CHAPTER 2

Rainey

“Holy shit, Rainey. You’re going to be so glad you’re down here tonight after you see the guy in room three.”

“What are you talking about?” I ask April, my fellow nurse at North Seattle Memorial.

I’m normally stationed in Labor & Delivery, but the ER was grossly understaffed from some nasty stomach virus that’s been going around. Since there aren’t very many babies in need of birthing tonight, I volunteered to help. April and I have been friends since nursing school, but I don’t get to see her nearly enough since we work five floors apart. It’s crazy busy right now, but there’s usually a lull in the few hours before shift change to catch up.

She smirks. “The guy in bay three is yours. You definitely don’t get to see cases like this when you’re staring up vaginas for twelve hours straight.”

“Those vaginas happen to bring beautiful new babiesinto the world, you know.” Which to be honest, is theonlyreason I chose that specialty.

“You know what I meant.” She rolls her eyes. “Just trust me on this one. You’ll thank me afterward.”

“Uh huh, I’m sure,” I tease. “You know, if you needed a break, you could’ve just asked me to cover.”

“Oh honey, you’ll be eating those words. Have fun!” She laughs and gives me a finger wave as she heads in the opposite direction.

I make my way over to room three and grab the file off the wall. I take a quick glance at the patient’s name before knocking on the glass to announce my arrival.

“Come in,” a deep voice calls.

I slide the privacy curtain over a bit, so I can walk inside. “Good evening, Mr. Harris. I’m Rainey, and I’ll be taking care of you. What brings you in tonight?” I walk over to the computer station and enter my login credentials, so I can pull up Mr. Harris’s chart.

“Uh…doesn’t it say that in my file?” he chokes out.

I paste on a smile and turn toward him for the first time.Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, he’s a good-looking guy. I don’t normally make a habit of checking out patients, but I am a woman, and he is certainlya man. And as April so delicately mentioned, I normally stare at the V all night. I shake out of my stupor as I remember his question.

“It does, but I haven’t gotten to that part yet. I always like asking my patients directly to ensure we have accurate information in the system.”

“Oh…” he stumbles. “I guess that makes sense.”

I lift my eyebrows expectantly. “So…what brings you in tonight?”

He bunches the sheet on his lap into a large bundle,exposing his muscular calves. “No offense, but where is the first nurse who brought me in here? I really don’t think you’re going to help my situation. In fact, you’re making it…uh, worse.”

“I assure you, Mr. Harris, I am fully capable of ensuring you get the best care.” I try keeping the snark out of my tone, but I don’t think I succeed very well.

“I didn’t mean it like that,” he says. “I’m sure you’re fully qualified. I just meant, that…uh, myproblemis one of a very delicate nature. And you’re a ginger. I’ve alwaysreallyhad a thing for gingers.”

Wow. This guy is a first-class PITA. That’spain in the assfor those of you that don’t speak nurse slang. How could my hair color possibly be related to this guy’s problem?

“Well, why don’t you tell me about yourproblem, and I’ll assess whether I’m the right person for the job?”

“All right, but don’t say you didn’t ask for it.”

Before I can question him further, he balls the sheet into his fist and drops it to the floor.

Oh. My. God.

Suddenly the fact that this guy could be Thor’s long-lost brother is lost on me because I can’t stop staring at his dick.Penis, I remind myself. We are in a clinical setting, anddick is nota clinical word. Penis. Penis. Penis.

“Yeah…your staring really isn’t helping,” he groans. “That definitely won’t makehimgo down.”

I put the most unaffected mask I can muster in place, grab some exam gloves off the wall, and pull them over my hands.

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