Page 25 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
“Hell yeah. My dad is my best friend. He’s always been the cool dad. Moms is pretty cool too. Now, did they remind me that they aren’t one of my little friends all the time? Yes. Mom still tells me that and I have to remind her of that every time she wants to hang out.”
“Y’all seem like a close-knit family.”
“We are. You pretty close with your aunt and cousin?”
“I am. They’ll be here this weekend to check on me since they now know I broke my ass on those stairs. It’s crazy because I never fell in all the years that house was cluttered.”
“That is a lil’ wild. Accidents happen, though. So, have you found a job here yet?”
“No. Right now, I’ll be taking my clients remotely. Once a week, I’ll go into the office until I find something permanent here. I’ve been looking though. It might not be in the same setting, but as long as it’s the same field, I’m okay with that.”
“Check the hospital’s website. They are always hiring for something.”
She smirked. “Why? So I can see you at work too?”
“I mean, who knows. I might be the highlight of your day.”
“Didn’t you say you’re usually in the morgue? I don’t think I would have any clients down there and I definitely don’t want to spend my days with the dead. No thank you.”
“We could have lunch sometime. I mean, I would be your best friend at the hospital since you don’t know anybody else.”
She giggled. “Look at you trying to be my bestie. You have to tell me all the hospital gossip.”
“Maaannn, it’s alot.”
“So itislike Grey’s Anatomy.”
“Maybe just a little.”
We shared a laugh.
“I’ll check it out. I know I don’t want to commute forever, and I’ll go stark crazy working from home for too long.”
“If you need me to put in a good word for you, I got you.”
“I appreciate that. You might make a good friend after all. You know, aside from you trying to kill me.”
“Wow! We’re still on that. You hold grudges, I see.”
She grinned at me. I really liked her energy, and I could tell she was becoming comfortable with me. We spent about an hour on the boat, laughing, talking, and getting to know each other. When we finally got off, she didn’t put up a fight this time to let me carry her back to our cars.
“I needed this today,” she said, as I placed her on her feet. “Thank you for keeping me company.”
“The pleasure was all mine. Maybe we can do this again sometime.”
“Maybe. I guess you should take my number since I have yours.”
She held out her hand for my phone and I gave it to her. After programming her number, she handed it back with a smile.
“You gave me a number that works, right?” I jested.
She rolled her eyes. “Yes, Dr. Pierre.”
“Alright now. Don’t have me out here looking crazy.”
“I promise, I won’t.”
We stared at each other for a moment, both of us with grins on our faces. She was the first to speak.
