Page 15 of In Your Wildest Dreams
Ignoring him the best I can, I hang up the phone and direct my attention to Hannah. “That was the ER. They’re sending up a broken pelvis.”
She nods and glances back at the board with our room assignments.
“Do you want me to take them?” I ask. Since I have a VIP patient, Sandy gave me fewer rooms than everyone else.
“No. I’ve got it. Why don’t you go ahead and go to lunch?”
“Sure. I’m just going to check on my patients first.” I glance at Ash. “You should try to get some sleep. Lying down will help your shoulder.”
“I can’t sleep in this place.” The flash of vulnerability in his eyes is there one second and gone in the next. A flirty smile kicks up one side of his mouth. “Maybe you want to come keep me company while you’re on your lunch? I have lots of food.”
“What you’re proposing sounds like the opposite of rest.”
“Did you think keeping me company was code for getting naked or something? I’m shocked, Bridget.” The way he says my name sends goosebumps racing up my arms. “I was only suggesting we sit and hang out. I want to hear what you’ve been up to since the last time I saw you.” His smile couldn’t be any smugger if he tried.
“I’m not allowed tohang outwhile I’m on the clock. I have other patients.”
“Professionalism, I dig it. So, check on them first, then come hang out.” He glances around the empty halls. “Looks like everyone is sleeping, anyway.”
“Everyone but you,” I correct him. “I’m sorry. I can’t hang out with you.”
“Unless I need something…” He shifts his attention. “Tell me, Hannah, if I were to go to my room right now and buzz my nurse, would Bridget be the one to come check on me?”
“Yes, she would.” She stands and stretches.
The traitor.
He’s charmed all my coworkers to taking his side.
“And she’d tell you—” I start, but he cuts in.
“That I need rest. I know, I know. I got it.” He blows out a breath and runs a hand through his messy light-brown hair as he moves away from the desk.
“I’ll be by in a few hours, but if you need anything—really need anything—just buzz.”
“All right. Three hours. I’m gonna hold you to that. Later, Nurse Bridget.”
The man is infuriating, but somehow so likeable that it’s hard to be annoyed with him. As he strolls away, I stand to work off some of the anxiousness in my body.
“That is one good-looking guy.” Hannah moves a step closer to me when he’s gone.
“And he knows it,” I mumble.
She turns and leans against the desk. “I don’t know. A flirt? Yes, but he seems to have a good head on his shoulders. I know for a fact he does a lot of charity work for the Wildcat Foundation and he just spent the past thirty minutes signing everything we pushed at him.”
“Fine. He’s a decent human, but he’s still arrogant.”
“Sweet, good-looking, and a world-class athlete. I think he’s allowed to be a little cocky. He’s quite the triple threat in my book,” she says. “Single too, but not for long if I have anything to say about it.”
“What is John going to say about that?” I quirk a brow. Her husband is fiercely protective and adoring. He picks her up every morning after her shift. Gets out, kisses her, and opens the door. It’s heartwarming. And I can’t imagine him sharing, even if they’re both Wildcat fans.
She throws her head back and laughs loudly. “Not me. I am very happily taken. My cousin just graduated college and moved back home.”
“Oh.” A pang of jealousy hits me unexpectedly.
“Unlessyou’regoing to cut the guy a break and stop ignoring his blatant attempt to get your attention.”
Heat climbs up my neck. “I’m not interested in dating right now.”
