There’s just a dull ache that won’t be soothed.
The new normal.
“Can you stay for a few minutes?” asked Sharon, my supervisor and one kickass RN.
“Sure,” I said.
“I need you to go up to the helipad. Can you greet the guest who’s flying in?”
“A patient? Need me to help admit them?”
“No, just make sure they know how to get down here.”
I headed to the elevator and waited patiently for the doors to open, my legs aching from all the walking I’d done.
A hot shower was in my future, and a hot meal.
And later, that warm bed.
I stepped inside the large elevator and rode it all the way to the roof. It was big enough to house a team of life saving specialists when a patient was flown in and we needed the space to work on them.
The doors slid open.
I saw the whirling blades of a helicopter.
Stepping out onto the roof, I watched it lift off the helipad and fly west.
A lone man was left standing on the roof.
I tried to process why Shay Gardner might be up here while scanning the area for someone else.
God, he looked sophisticated even wearing a casual jacket, jeans and boots. His hair was ruffled and his beard looked a little unruly.
“Hey,” he called over. “Have a second?”
“I’m expecting someone.”
“I think that’s me.”
“Why are you here?” I smirked. “To offer up a kidney?”
“I’d give you my whole damn body if you asked for it.”
“That doesn’t sound like the Shay I know.”
“Let me get this off my chest, okay?”
“Sure. Why not? This is totally normal being up here and—”
“A little enthusiasm would be nice.”
Like rising out of a daydream I said, “You flew in for me?”
“Yes. Do you have time to talk?”
“Yes, of course.” I stepped closer to him.
“I remember that day…the way the lights fell on you in that dungeon. The way your hair looked. The collar around your throat. I wanted you, and it scared me how obsessed I felt. I’ve tried to hide it and deny it. Those days at the beach house with you were the happiest I’ve had in ages. I felt like myself again.”