“Yeah, you being the hero definitely took the romance out of the moment for me.”
“Ahhh… and I had to offer to go back to the hospital with them.”
She playfully punched him in the chest. “You want to go. It’s okay. Go.” She stepped back out of his embrace. She faked a sigh. “I’ll just shower, then crawl into bed and dream up the rest of the evening.”
He groaned.
An image of them in the shower and then in bed crossed her mind. Hot. Very hot. She swallowed. “I fly back to Atlanta at seven tomorrow morning.”
“What? Crap!” His lower lip actually slipped forward in a pout.
She laughed, enjoying the look of torment on his face. “I’ll be at the hospital tomorrow morning so we might see each other. I’m also back in two weeks.”
“Two weeks? That bloody long?”
“Ohhh, you’ll survive.”
“I don’t think I can. How about I come back here, after I know what’s-his-name’s okay?”
She wanted him too, but didn’t want to show how eager she was so she walked back to her room with him following close behind. She bent over to pick his coat up off the floor and then tossed it at him. “How about you hurry to the hospital and I’ll shower and wait for you here?” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Hmm...” She pressed her lips to her fingers and blew him a kiss before closing the door.
The hunger in his eyes burned an image into her brain that would keep her awake until he returned.
THE END