My mouth goes as wide as my eyes. “He works here?”
She flips open the top of her cup and blows at the steam coming out from the tiny hole. “I guess so. There are so many hot doctors in this place. It’s like an all I can eat buffet.”
“You have to focus now that we’re here. The last thing you want to happen is to get kicked out of the residency program because you had the wrong dick in you.”
“Says the girl who fucked an attending.”
“You don’t even know if it was Sloan that you saw.”
“He’s a surgeon. The guy I saw looked a lot like him.”
“You were shitfaced on Saturday night, and Penn General is one of many hospitals in the city. He could work anywhere.” I take a sip from the mug, staring up into her golden-brown irises. “What was the bad news?”
She shrugs. “Just that I thought Sloan worked here. That would kind of put a damper on things.”
“How so? We had a deal. Sex with no strings attached. I have no interest in seeing him again even if he does work here. In fact, I have no interest no matter what.”
“I thought it was the best sex of your life.”
“It was.” There’s no sense in denying the truth. Sloan wrecked me, took what he wanted, and dished out orgasms in between. I came so many times on Saturday night that my body still hurts from our brief encounter.
“Then why wouldn’t you want to hook up with him again? Wait until you see him in scrubs.” She bites down on her bottom lip and moans. “Holy shit, he looked hot.”
“You don’t even know if it was him.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “Trust me, it was your Doc. I would know those green eyes and sexy smirk anywhere. He has a look about him that says I like to fuck hard and fast and will give it to you good. That man makes all women go weak in the knees. More like get on their knees.”
“You sound like you want him more than I do.”
“Baha! Nope, I don’t do sloppy seconds, thank you very much.”
“No, just men who are married or are emotionally unavailable.”
“It’s not like I seek them out. Jeez. Give me a break, would ya? Someday, I will meet my Prince Charming. That day won’t be anytime soon, though. I am not looking to settle down, babe. We have to make it through this residency, before I can think of anything more permanent.”
“Amen to that,” I tell her.
Stacey is one of those people who befriends everyone and always has her ear to the ground. She always had the best gossip of all the hospital staff where we did our clinical rotations. If anyone knew which doctor was fucking whom and which nurse had a drug problem, it was Stacey.
Stacey clutches my wrist and guides me by the arm down the hallway, scanning our surroundings. “Don’t be nervous. We got this. You got this. We are going to rock the fuck out of this residency program.”
I cock en eyebrow at her and laugh.
“What? Don’t look at me like that. We didn’t kill ourselves in med school to roll over and die now.” Stacey
laughs to herself and moves us out of the way as a group of nurses speed walk past us.
I chuckle at her comment. “Never. We are going to come out of this program surgeons, whether it kills us or not.”
“How come you didn’t tell Doc that you are a doctor? That would have made for some interesting kinky medical talk in the bedroom.”
“What would I have said? That I wanted to check his pulse?”
“More like he could prepare you for your rectal exam.” Her smile reaches her eyes as she takes a sip from her coffee.
“You’re officially the worst human being I know. Stop while you are ahead.”
“Deal with it. What I lack in some areas I make up for in others.” She shrugs, nonchalant. “Dr. Hart is supposed to meet with all of us in the conference room by his office.”