My Christmas Doctor

He looked over at Amy, and said, "I think we can give her something that will help her rest." He turned back to me and added, "Sleep will do you wonders as the anti-inflammatory meds continue to loosen the tightness in your chest."

"Okay," I agreed.

He pushed another syringe of medicine into the IV and I slowly started to drift away. "I'll be back to check on you in a few hours, once we have the results from the new batch of bloodwork. Amy is going to get the heart monitor set up and then we'll leave you alone."

I nodded and he patted my hand.

Amy pushed a machine over close to the bed, then attached electrodes to my chest and turned the machine on. As my eyes were heavy, the last thing I took note of was he and Amy exiting the room, pulling the door closed behind them, leaving me in the darkened room. I slept and the handsome doctor starred in all of my dreams. He had been just lovely. Caring and professional, gentle as he explained what he thought was going on, assuring me that I was going to be fine.

I felt I was in really capable hands with him. I was still a bit worried over the expense, considering he'd said he wanted to keep me here for a few days, but I supposed it could be worse. I mean, I could have died alone in my apartment.

The handsome Dr. Brian Chase was definitely a plus when I thought about my having to stay in the hospital a few more days. The man was simply stunning, with that dark black hair and those brilliant green eyes, and that smile… Lord I was swooning just picturing him in my head. And he was real.

Unfortunately, he was my doctor, and I couldn't flirt with him. Could I? Lord I had to be a mess. Why would he even look at me twice in the condition I was in? Still, it would be fun to flirt with the handsome doctor, even if it couldn't really go anywhere. I could always use the interaction between us in a novel…

I was already adding him in to my current thriller in my head… making him a colleague to my hero, Dr. Phillip Cantor. Maybe he could be intricate to the plot? Hmmm, I would have to think on it a bit… I felt a smile curve my lips as I drifted into deeper sleep.

When I woke a later, I had no idea how long I'd been asleep, but a glance at the tv told me that it had been long enough for the station to be showing a repeat of the mountain resort show I'd watched before. Sighing, I turned the tv off and then just lay there, waiting for someone, anyone to come in and see me. I could probably have pushed a button and had the nurse come in, but I didn't really need anything, and they were probably busy with patients who did. And honestly, the only person I really wanted to see was dreamy Dr. Chase. Something about him inspired me and I half wished I had my laptop, so I could do some writing.

If I was going to be here a few days, maybe I could ask Noah or one of the other staff at the apartment complex to bring it to me… or maybe not. It wasn't really their job. I hated asking people to do things for me, so I probably wouldn't ask the staff. Now was the time I wished I had actually made some other girlfriends here in New York City, so I could impose on one of them to grab it for me. There was Ellie of course, but she was a nurse practitioner at Lenox Hill Hospital and too busy to bother with something like this, not that she wouldn't do it, but I wasn't going to ask. I wondered then if I could sweet talk Dr. Chase into letting me run home to get it. That thought made me giggle — me running barefoot in the snow down the street and around the corner to my apartment building in my hospital gown — but after a moment my laughter faded because it seemed I wasn't going to be able to get my laptop. There just wasn't a realistic way of managing it. Maybe the nursing staff had a pen and notebook I could buy? At least then I could write long hand and then transcribe it to the laptop later. I'd have to ask when Amy showed up again.Chapter 4BrianI couldn't believe I was the attending cardiologist for the Jane Adams. She was just as beautiful in person as she was in the interviews she'd given, and on the back cover of her novel, A Lethal Injection. I'd really enjoyed the suspenseful thriller and admired her mind and poise. If I remembered correctly, she'd only recently moved here to New York City from Akron, Ohio. And I was pretty certain she was single.