A Nurse to Tame the ER Doc

Reaching to take the bottle, Taylor gave a thumbs-up. “Want another?”

Although her color and disposition had greatly improved, the girl still looked weak. “Will it help me get back to normal quicker?”

“You may not feel yourself for a few days but, yes, hydrating well is vital,” Jack answered, then listened to Cindy’s chest again. When he removed his stethoscope from his ears, he grinned. “Heart rate is down to eighty-eight.”

“Is that good?” Lori asked. To give the girl credit, she’d stayed by her friend’s side, encouraging her to drink more water and holding her hand during the times Cindy got overly emotional.

Taylor chatted with Cindy for a few minutes, then left her to rest on the cot with Lori watching over her so she could help with other patients now that Cindy was stable.

“Great job there,” Jack praised when she joined him at a triage table, where he was attending to a new patient.

“Thanks. I’ll take this one from here so you can check on the other patients,” she offered, knowing the tent was hopping with patients who probably needed his attention.

Their gazes met. Taylor’s belly flip-flopped.

Jack rose from where he sat. “Thanks.”

The new patient looked worn out, hot and couldn’t give any specific symptoms, just that she felt exhausted. Taylor took her information, checked her vitals—all of which were normal—then put her on a cot and went to get her water.

When she got back, the girl was sound asleep.

“Well, okay, then,” she said, picking up the clipboard with the girl’s information and making a note.

“We’ll have some who do that.” Jack walked up beside her to watch the girl sleep. “They’ll come to medical just to take a break from the hyper-stimulation and to cool down.”

“It’s a whole different world from anything I’ve ever known,” Taylor admitted.

“Just wait until we watch the shows tonight. Last night will seem tame.”

She shot a curious look his way. He planned on them going to watch the shows together again?

“The costumes, the people, the vibe in the air.” His excitement came through, creating its own vibe. “Tonight people will have found their bearings and will be more relaxed. There will be more booze, drugs, sex, more everything.”

More. Her cheeks heated. “Oh.”

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bsp; “No worries. Most are here to have a good time. We’re here to make sure they do it without any lasting problems.”

His grin was so infectious Taylor’s breath caught.

Apparently, it didn’t matter that Jack was a doctor and she’d sworn the profession and men off forever.

Now that her body had remembered it was young, healthy, full of hormones, it refused to be ignored.

Not only refused to be ignored but demanded attention. Jack’s attention.

Why not? an inner voice asked. It wasn’t as if anything that happened this week would go beyond the music festival.

Maybe she could—should—forget an outside world existed and just go with the flow. Wasn’t that what she was trying to do? Step outside her comfort zone?

Jack Morgan was way outside her comfort zone and would be one humdinger of a life experience.

CHAPTER THREE

BATHING HAD NEVER felt so good.

Taylor had had to wait in line over half an hour to get into the shower, but the wait had been worth it. To have washed the dust from her hair and put on clean clothes felt amazing.