Page 66 of The Doctors Will See You Now

“Don’t worry, if you’re interested in going one day, I’m sure I’ll be able to scrounge some up. Plus, I think you need the rest of the day off.”

“Oh, really?”

Will nodded with concerned eyes. “I think it’s important that nurse Load-y gets a personal day every once in a while.”

“Can you never use that nickname again?”

He shrugged. “That depends.”

I raised an eyebrow as I waited for his demands.

“If you ditch work with me for the day, then yeah, I’ll never use it again.”

“Am I hearing you right?” I asked with a smirk. “My boss is asking me to leave work early, even though he knows my paycheck will pay me for a full day’s work.”

No hooky for this chick without pay. Come on, Mel, I chastised. You’re turning yourself into a prostitute. Still…a day off was a day off.

“Yep.”

“Count me in,” I agreed and then added, “But I get to choose what we do.” If I was in control, there was a guarantee we were going out to enjoy the sun and the city. I didn’t know if his choice would be the same.

But he calmed my irrational fears without much effort at all when he agreed instantly. “Deal.”

I guess dating the boss wasn’t such a bad thing after all…

“Okay…what’s the plan?” I asked on a whisper. “The old bait and switch? Shell game? A good old flimflam?”

“You have no idea what any of those really mean do you?”

“No, but I know it sounded good.”

He grinned in amusement. “Oh, yeah, it sounded like skipping out of work is old hat. Like you’ve done it a million times. Maybe I should be concerned?” he asked in pretend shock. “Have you done this before? Jesus!” he exclaimed. “Have you done this while working here?”

“Shut up.” I slapped his shoulder playfully. “Get to the point, Dr. Cummings. How are we going to blow this popsicle stand?”

“Okay,” he said and moved in closer. “We’re going to get our shit, and then…we’re going to walk straight out the front door.”

I leaned back and looked at him with a furrowed brow. “That sounds like a shitty fucking plan. Everyone will see us.”

“Indeed. But you’re lucky enough to be with a forward thinker. Some might call me brilliant, even.”

I scoffed, but he just smiled.

“Everyone thinks we’re leaving for an important meeting with a pharmaceutical rep.”

I laughed. “You’re such a tease.”

“You have no idea, Ms. Marco.” He waggled his brows. “Wanna meet me in exam room six to find out how much of a tease I can be?”

I shook my head on a laugh.

“Another time?”

“Maybe if you’re a very, very good boy and follow all of my rules today…”

“Are you playing coy with me?”

“Maybe.” I shrugged and fluttered my eyelashes dramatically. “Is it working?”