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“From what I heard, not as good as you. Where did you learn to play?”
“Joseph, the man who raised me, taught me.”
“You mean your dad?” A smirk crossed his lips.
“Yeah. My dad. Anyway, I love to sing.”
“Oh yeah?” Nick grinned.
“My mom said I came out of the womb singing. There was something about singing that always soothed me. One Saturday afternoon when I was eight years old, I was helping my mom clean the house and singing at the top of my lungs. Joseph pulled his guitar out of the closet and told me that if I was singing like that, I needed to learn the music to go with it. So, he taught mea few chords. I was done for the moment I held that guitar in my hands. I fell in love with it and mastered it. I practiced every day. It was my escape.”
“And what are you escaping from tonight?” he asked.
I climbed on his lap, straddled him, and placed my hands on each side of his face. “Nothing.” My lips brushed against his.
“Idon’t want to leave tonight,” Nick said as he rolled off me and onto his back.
“I never let a guy stay unless I’m passed out drunk and forget to kick him out.” I rolled on my side and tucked my hands under the pillow.
“Why?” He stared at me as his finger ran down my cheek.
I had my reasons and wasn’t willing to share them with him.
“It’s just what I do.” I climbed out of bed, grabbed his clothes from the floor, and tossed them at him. “I need you to respect that, Nick.”
“Okay, Claire.” He pulled on his pants.
“Besides, it’s not like you have a far drive home.” A smirk crossed my lips.
After dressing, he walked over, ran his thumb over my lips, and softly kissed me. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He walked out the door.
I inhaled a breath, remade the bed, pulled back the sheets, climbed in, and drifted off to sleep.
Nick
My pager went off at six a.m. Reaching over and grabbing it from the nightstand, I sighed and picked up my phone.
“Emergency room, this is Linda.”
“Linda, it’s Dr. Russo. Someone paged me.”
“Morning, Dr. Russo. Dr. Cavallari called in, and we’re down a doctor. Can you pull a double?”
“I’m on my way.”
“Thanks, Dr. Russo.”
I quickly showered, threw on my clothes, grabbed my bag, and headed out the door. When I reached the hospital, all was quiet in the ER, so I went to the rooftop for coffee.
“Hey, Nick.” Christian smiled.
“How’s my favorite doctor.” Charleigh grinned, hooking her arm around me.
“I thought I was your favorite doctor.” Christian’s brows furrowed.
“You’re my favorite doctor husband.” She smirked. “I love you, babe. I have to go see a patient.” She kissed Christian’s lips.
I chuckled as I said bye to her.
