Teach Me 2x

“Does it matter?” I asked them.

“Of course it does! I’m prettier than him!” Caleb exclaimed, pointing his thumb at Trent.

I shook my head, shaking with laughter.

“You wish! I’m the hottest one here,” Trent threw back at him.

I approached them and put my hands on their cheeks. “Guys. I’m starving. How about we leave this ‘discussion’ for another day?”

“Yeah, fine. But if it’s a boy, he’ll probably look like me,” Caleb continued and sat down at the table.

I smiled, feeling my heart swell with love. They were something else indeed.

His Naughty Nurse

His Naughty Nurse

A Bad Boy Doctor Romance

By Nicole Elliot

Prologue

My skin burned from the cigarette.

“Don’t you cry again, you little weasel.” She sneered at me and took a puff of tobacco.

“I’m… I’m not crying.” The truth was I was trying hard not to, but I could feel the tears stinging the backs of eyes, threatening to betray me.

I wouldn’t let them, I couldn’t.

If I did she’d just hit me again.

That wasn’t going to happen, not tonight.

“I don’t know why your father didn’t make a man out of you. Jesus, he’s as useless as you are, isn’t he?”

“Don’t talk about him like that.” I was going to pay for that comment, I knew it. I should have kept my mouth shut.

Just as she reached out to slap me, I woke up. Sweat dripped from my forehead.

The military, being overseas, should have been the hardest moments of my life. But instead I had nightmares full of burns, pain, and harsh childhood memories.

Fuck my childhood.

And fuck everyone who ever hurt me.

Someday, I would make them wish they didn’t.

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Tessa

“How’s it going, Tessa?”

Taking a sip of coffee from my thermos and breathing in the aroma of hospital air, I looked up to find one of the new medical students give me a quick wave and a nod. I couldn’t remember her name, and almost felt guilty about it until she redirected her attention elsewhere so quickly that I didn’t even have time to respond.

“It’s going good. How about you?” I muttered. I thought back to my own days in school. Initially, I had dreamed of becoming a doctor. But the more I studied in the field and learned the roles of the players within it, life as a doctor started to seem too distant and cold. Sure, doctors had one of the most important jobs in the world. Yet, in my time studying and working with them, I felt they spent too much time treating symptoms rather than people. I was drawn to the medical field because I wanted to help people, not just their symptoms.