“You never answered. Are you single?” Jack asked.
I closed my mouth and swallowed as I looked at the other man. He was certainly cute but couldn’t hold a candle to Dr. Sparrow. Hell, no one could hold a candle to him—not even me.
“Dude, you have a girlfriend,” Mike said. “If I was over there, I’d slap you in the back of the head.”
At least that got a light chuckle from Trey, who seemed to be enjoying his friends’ company.
“No boyfriend,” I said finally.
“Husband?” Jack fired off rapidly.
“Um…” My skin burned as I felt Sparrow watching me intently. “No. Okay…” I said in a tone indicating that I was putting an end to that line of questioning. I took a few steps away from the bed. “Nice meeting you guys, but I have to leave.”
The three guys spoke their last goodbyes, and I moved out of the room fast. I heard Dr. Sparrow say something about Trey’s care plan for the day. He spoke loudly, making sure those guys knew that he had the floor, and for once, I was thankful that he and I had shared the same space for a few minutes.
What was that in there, though? Why was he looking at me that way?I wondered if what I’d seen in his eyes was hate, admiration, or perhaps lust.Nah. It couldn’t have been lust. No way.