Page 30 of Legacy of Danger
Ten seconds was all she needed for the nurse to give her the information. Time to head back to the hospital.
"I'm so sorry to cut this short, Vaughn."
"Natural disaster?" His brows drew together.
The guy had a great memory. "No, this falls in the category of 'other emergency.'"
"So you're bailing on me."
"No. Yes, but." She pointed at the phone. "The hospital."
The slash of his mouth hardened. "I see." Did he think she was blowing him off? Because, no way.
"Um, thank you for the meal. Can I pay for mine?" She glanced at the half-eaten feast.
"Of course not." He set the apple core down on his empty plate, tossed some bills on the table, and stood next to her while she shrugged into her coat. The scent of his shaving cream made all the blood rush out of her head.
"Thanks again." Why couldn't she catch her breath?
"Maybe we can do this again?" he asked. Why did it sound like a formality? Like he wanted nothing to do with a second date now.
"Sure. I can give you my number..."
"No need. I know where you work."
