Page 4 of Remedy: Love In Scrubs
“Until when?” I asked realizing she didn’t state an ending time.
“Until I say so,” she replied, without hesitation. She turned and walked away just as quickly as she came. "Oh, and Dr. Aries,” she said as she halted her steps and turned back to face me. “Maybe you should check your email. However, the confirmed receipt sitting in my inbox shows you not only received an email from my team, but that you opened it. So maybe you should put those fancy degrees to use."
Before I could even get a word in, Skylar was around the corner and out of sight. When I turned back to the O.R. nurses’ station, everyone averted their eyes, letting me know that they were intently listening to the exchange. I shook my head, inwardly accepting defeat this round, but it wasn't over. I knew for a fact that I didn't make a mistake on Marcus Simpson's hip replacement. He was just disappointed with his recovery time. Iwas certain that it had nothing to do with my skilled hands. He had to be fucking up on his end.
Any other doctor may have been walking away with their tale tucked between their legs, but I strolled away with my head held high, ready to show Skylar Wise that I wasn't the one to be fucked with.
"Glad you could join me, Dr. Yerba," Skylar said as I walked into the conference room. I knew she was pissed that I was fifteen minutes late, but shit, I had to get something to eat. I was hungry. And since she messed with my schedule, I was going to mess with hers.
"No problem, Ms. Wise," I replied cooly, and plucked a chip from the open bag in my hand and popped it in my mouth.
Skylar rolled her eyes to the ceiling and let out a loud breath. "Please let me know now if you are done with your dick measuring and intimidating tactics."
She wasn’t falling for any of my bullshit. As mad as it made me; it also turned me the fuck on. I couldn’t believe my dick was trying to twitch behind the zipper of my slacks. I usually liked my women sweet and soft as cotton candy, but for some reason today... today, I was getting turned on by aggression.
"I would imagine that being as though I'm the only one with male genitalia in this room, that I would win that measuring contest. Also, I'm not trying to intimidate you. I just thought I'd grab lunch before you held me in a conference room all day."
"Hopefully, that is a true statement!"
"Me being the only one with a dick?" I asked with a raised brow. I knew I was being an asshole, but she was making it too easy.
"Aries! Cut it the fuck out! Act like the refined surgeon you claim to be with published articles, awards, and degrees to show for it."
She was right, but I was still annoyed by the fact that I was in this situation. I wasn't about to make this shit a walk in the park.
"If you want to play games I will assign your case over to another attorney on the legal team, but I assure you, they'll care less about you and your license and focus solely on making sure the hospital looks good."
Skylar walked to the head of the conference table, opened her files, sat down, and crossed her arms over her chest. "Now, you tell me how you would like to proceed with remedying this situation?"
I plopped my ass in a free chair at the table, opened my own file folders, and accepted defeat.
Round two goes to Sky. Damn, she's good, I thought.
"Good choice. Now let's get down to business."
Chapter 4
Skylar
Aries and I spent six hours in the conference room going over pages and pages of medical records, and notes. I had him go over the procedure in immense detail, step-by-step. By the time hour four hit, we were both tired. Everything he told me seemed to have been done by the book, but there had to be a reason a forty-year-old man still wasn't walking three months post op. So, that meant until we narrowed down to at least two or three practical theories I could rely on, we would stay put.
"You have to be missing something, Aries. Why isn't Mr. Simpson walking without the aid of a walker?"
"I don't know Skylar, but I did everything by the book."
The way he said my name made something tingle in my gut, and I had absolutely no idea why. I should dislike his arrogant ass beyond measure. Especially being as though we have been in this room for six hours, and he didn’t show one hint of recognizing me. We went to high school together but that was years ago. I doubted Aries even knew I attended the same school as him, let alone noticed the geeky girl in the back of the class.
"You don't believe me, do you?" Aries asked, visibly upset.
I guess he took my silence as not having faith in his words. I ran my fingers through my straightened hair, trying to yank the previous thoughts from my mind. I had a job to do and focusing on the past was not one of them.
"I never said I didn't believe you. I’m simply following the medical records, and there’s a piece of this puzzle missing."
"Well, that piece isn't me."
"If that's the case; we'll figure it out."
"Can I go now?" Aries asked.
