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We've gotten closer, which pissed Lola off, but I don't give a shit; I need this woman like I need air to breathe. Before, I could handle it, I'd fuck someone to get my mind off her or at least try, but now that I'm with her every day, my skin fucking itches when I’m not near her.
I watch as she nods at Claudia, the Director of Nursing, who hates nearly everyone except Ken. The woman is in her late forties, and runs a tight ship.
Every nurse and doctor are scared shitless of her.
I turn, seeing Ken's body tense a little, and I lean against the desk, watching her. She nods at Claudia, who speaks firmly, before she pats Ken's shoulder and walks away, all while my girl stands there looking shocked. I push off the desk and walk over to her, my eyes taking her in.
Fuck, she looks sexy in royal blue scrubs. Her tits stretch the top nicely, making my cock swell, but I try and ignore it as I wrap my arm around her shoulders, loving the feel of her against me.
Her head turns to me, her dark green eyes wide, and I raise a brow and ask, "What’cha do to anger the dragon?"
She elbows my ribs at Claudia's nickname, making me chuckle. Then she wraps her arm around my back, placing her head on my chest, and mumbles, "She thinks I'm suited for the neonatal intensive care ward. She wants me to join their team and work alongside them; apparently, they've just put together a program with Manhattan General specifically for that. Then I can take my neonatal certification exam."
I pull back from her, gripping her shoulders as pride takes over. "That's amazing news, Pixie." I pull her to me for a hug. "I'm so proud of you."
She squeezes me tightly, and murmurs, "But I don't know if I'm good enough. They are teeny tiny babies, Doc."
I pull back a little, trying to ignore how dirty my road name sounds coming from her beautiful mouth. Her arms stay around my waist as she looks up at me, her chin on my chest.
Fuck, if I leaned down just a little bit…. My eyes go to her lips, and I clear my throat, giving her a small smile as I squeeze her once, then pull back, trying to control myself, knowing she doesn't see me that way. However, she's been touchier with me the past year, or my head is just imagining it, which wouldn't surprise me.
"I couldn't think of anyone better for that job. You are kind and caring, and Breaker mentioned this is your dream."
She smiles at the mention of Breaker, and I have to keep the anger I feel boiling in my blood under wraps. I hate that I mentioned him. Those two are very fucking close, and I don't like it; I fucking hate it, and my jealousy rises every time I see them together. Every time I see her come out of his room in the morning, I fucking explode. Tech, our treasurer, usually grabs me and takes me to the ring in the club's basement. He's a good fighter, and it helps me.
Every. Fucking. Time.
She sighs. "I guess I'm scared of messing up."
I half smile at her as my pager goes off. I check it and see I'm being paged to the E.R. I have to swallow hard, wondering if I'm making the right decision here.
I lean forward, give Ken a kiss on her head, and rasp, "You will be great. I can promise you now, I couldn't imagine anyone else for a job like that other than you." I pull back as she grins wide at me, making her whole face light up, before my pager goes off again. I sigh, checking it again to see it's the ER again. I clear my throat and shake the pager.
"It's the ER, my uh…." Fuck, I hate that I'm saying this. "The girl I'm seeing is here, it's what I needed to speak to you about. I…uh, can't do lunch today."
The words feel fucking horrible in my mouth.
She clears her throat and asks, "You're seeing someone?"
I swallow hard and nod. "Yeah, we've been on a few dates. It's uh Prue, well, Starlight from the club."
She flinches, and I furrow my brows. Is that pain in her eyes?
As soon as I swear I see the emotion, it’s gone, and she gives me a smile and whispers, "I'm happy for you, Doc. Alex mentioned she's had her eyes on you. Just, uh, be careful…."
I swallow hard but give her a nod, knowing her concerns. A clubwhore tried to trap Breaker. He raises his son alone while Jingles cleans the club, and the brothers no longer touch her. He wants his son to know his other half, but she doesn't care about the kid. She's fucking bitter because she didn't get Breaker’s patch, just like Tats’s birth momma, Snatch.
I lean forward to kiss her forehead again, but she steps back, confusing me. She just smiles.
"I, uh, I've got to go call Alex about this NICU thing."
Jealousy shoots through me, jealousy I don't deserve to feel.
Why in the fuck does she call him his legal name?
With my heart clutched in her hands, she leaves, and my pager goes off again, making me growl. I wish I never fucking agreed to give Prue a chance. It was a bad fucking day; I'd lost a patient, Lola had fucked a married fucking man, causing the wife to hit Shelly, Breaker's momma.
I just wanted my girl, but she's not mine, though, is she?
