Page 33 of Doctor Wolf's Human Nurse

Abby looked at him through narrowed eyes. She was slightly mollified, but she had a feeling that he wasn’t telling her the entire truth.

Sawyer likely had everyone investigated because of the missing drugs. He knows it’s not me because I wasn’t here when the thefts started.

He gathered up the stack of folders, put them in his bottom drawer and locked it. “Was there something you needed?”

“No. I was just stopping by your office to tell you good morning and to let you know that Cindy made a breakfast casserole. It’s in the lounge.”

He stood. “I love her casseroles. Hopefully, I’ll have time to eat before our first patient comes in.”

“You have ten minutes.”

A sexy grin covered his face, making her heart skip a beat.

“I can eat a lot of food in ten minutes.”

She really wanted to pull him in for a hug as he brushed by her, but she knew that it wasn’t appropriate. Martha was already lecturing her about how inappropriate it was. Abby wasn’t sure how Martha figured out how Abby felt because she had tried very hard to keep her feelings for Sawyer hidden.

He put his hand on the small of her back, sending a thrill through her. She ached for more than just that simple touch.

Get yourself together,Abby scolded herself.He is your boss and this is your place of work.

Still, the thought of them sneaking off into one of the examination rooms and having sex on the table made her smile.

Martha was chatting with Georgia when they walked in. The older woman’s expression changed from a smile to a disapproving grimace, and Abby felt as though she was a little kid who had been caught by her mother stealing cookies from the cookie jar.

Doing her best to ignore her, Abby helped herself to some of the casserole and sat down at the table to enjoy it before the day got crazy.

Brent came in a few minutes later. He was extremely excited about his new Lexus with all the extras. It had leather seats and all of the technology that could fit into a car. He pulled out his phone and showed everyone pictures of the interior and exterior.

“Wow, that’s super nice. How did you afford that on your salary?” Martha asked.

Abby snickered behind her hand. Leave it to Martha to be so brash as to ask a question like that.

“My great-uncle died and left me some money in a will. Not enough that I can quit working, but enough that I could buy this car,” he said, grinning.

He sauntered away to his office.

Georgia watched him leave. “I wish I had as many rich relatives as he does. He’s been inheriting a lot of money lately.”

“He bought himself a new watch and a couple of other expensive items a few months ago. According to him at the time, it was because his grandfather passed away and left him money. I asked him why he didn’t go to the funeral. Brent told me it was because they weren’t close, but he was the only grandchild.” Cindy looked at her watch. “I have to get up front.”

“It is possible,” Martha said. “He has a lot of relatives in New York. Brent’s gone up there for vacation several times. Maybe he’s their favorite heir.”

Georgia shook her head. “I guess so. I don’t know how else he would be getting the money. He always seems like the straight and narrow kind of person, so I don’t think that he would be doing anything illegal.”

Abby and Sawyer exchanged glances and she left the lounge, leaving him to finish his breakfast alone.

Her mother called just as Abby was about to take her lunch break.

“Hi, Honey. I was calling to check in and see how things are going.”

“They are terrific, Mom. How are you and Dad?”

“We’re okay, but we sure do miss you. We were hoping that we could come for a visit this weekend.”

Abby heard the pleading sound in her mother’s voice that guaranteed that she was about to experience one of her mother’s guilt trips.

“I’m sorry, Mom, but this weekend just isn’t a good time.”

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