Page 29 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
When she told me she wanted to apply to design school, she’d talked down on herself, saying she knew she wasn’t going to get in, but I wasn’t having that. I gave her praise and encouragement. We sat together to do the application and pick her best sketches to send in. Now look at her. All that hard work paid off.
“I’m so happy for you, Chrissy,” I said, genuinely. “You deserve this.”
“I do. Thank you for believing in me. I know I was a total bitch when we first met, but you never gave up on me.”
“And I never will.”
A knock at my door interrupted our conversation. I stood and walked over to see who it was. Much to my surprise, when I opened the door, there stood a man with a big bouquet of white, red, and pink roses.
“Delivery for Wynter Driscoll.”
“Um… that’s me,” I said, slowly.
“Sign here.”
He held out a clipboard and I signed my name before taking the arrangement of flowers. After thanking him, I closed the door and reclaimed my seat.
“Oooo!” Chrissy said, peering over the mass of flowers. “Who are those from?”
“I don’t know.”
I plucked the card from the stem and opened it.
Thinking of you. I hope these make you smile. Have a beautiful day— Jaxson.
I blushedas I read the note. I’d almost forgotten I told him where I worked during our conversations.
“Auntie! You got a boyfriend?” Chrissy asked.
“What? Girl, no. This is from a friend.”
“Well, none of my friends ever sent me expensive bouquets of flowers like this. He must like you.”
“What makes you think it’s a he?”
“I could see the card. Jaxson. Hmmm… he sounds cute. Is he cute?”
I giggled. “You’re in my business.”
“So. You’ve been in mine for five years.”
“Because that’s what I get paid to do.” I placed the flowers on the table behind me and turned back to her. “Now. Back to our meeting.”
Chrissy playfully rolled her eyes but refocused her attention on the reason why she was here. Well, as much as she could. She kept getting sidetracked, asking me about Jaxson and where I met him. I smoothly redirected the questions because if I thought about him too long, I was going to get distracted myself.
I thought I would have a minute to sit with my thoughts when Chrissy left, but as soon as I sat down, another knock came at my door. I sighed.
“Come in!”
The door opened and there stood Aunt Kira with a smile.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hey, auntie.”
“I know we talked this morning, but how are you feeling being back?”
“I feel good. Ready to get this boot off. I still can’t believe I fell down those stairs.”
