Page 7 of Broken Boss Daddy

“Hello, how may I help you?” A male nurse greeted us at the front station.

“We have an appointment with Dr. Jillian under Flynn.”

“Alright, just take a seat and the doctor will be out with you shortly.”

With a smile for Abby, the nurse pointed to some open seats where others were waiting. My daughter immediately headed for a pile of toys on the ground, and I sat down with an exhausted sigh.

I had been more run down than usual, exhausted from watching over Abby along with keeping up with work. Added onto that was the ever-present thought of Grant, which just left me in a constant state of tiredness.

A few moments later, a familiar deep voice echoed around me. I went on high alert at the sound, following my first instinct to grab a magazine and hide behind it. Peeking over the top, I watched Grant walk to the front desk with the same smile that had me falling for him.

My nerves grated at the smile.

I didn’t want him to see us here because that would be a disaster waiting to happen. Yet, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his magnetic presence.

The female nurse fawned all over him, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my frustration in check, especially when he did nothing to discourage them. He’d likely already charmed his way into one of their pants as easily as I’d let him into mine. I shouldn’t care, and it wasn’t any of my business, but I hated seeing him flirt with someone else. And I detested the anger that filled me when he couldn’t even bother to look my way. Not that I wanted him too, but I still hoped he would be drawn to me.

That bastard!

Suddenly Grant turned in my direction, and I quickly ducked back under the cover of the magazine. I prayed he hadn’t seen me, and prayed for the return of some sanity.

Because for all my talk, I still couldn’t let him go. I hated that I still cared. We had one night together, one stinking night, but he was the only one I had felt so connected to. He and I had had this strange, intense connection from the moment we met. The same connection I felt the other day that scared me shitless.

I decided fate wanted to taunt me.

“Miss Flynn?” Dr. Jillian called out to me, and I relaxed slightly at the sight of her.

Carefully looking back at the desk I saw Grant had left and there was no risk of him running into us. Still, I scooped Abby up and followed the doctor as fast as I could. All the while I told myself that I needed to get over whatever my obsession was with Grant.

He wasn’t going to be a part of our lives, and I should make peace with that.

Chapter 4: Grant

“Hey, Dr. Adams.” a quiet voice called from behind me.

Stepping out into the fresh air, I waited for the person to catch up to me. Hannah, a nurse on the same rotation as me, stepped out of the hospital a few feet behind me with a shy smile on her face.

“Hey, Hannah. Are you looking forward to your time off?” I asked while she walked in sync with me and we headed toward the parking lot.

“More than anything. And you?”

“Sleep. There’s not much else I do these days except work and sleep.” Well, and have obsessive thoughts about a certain blonde.

“I know the feeling. Hey, if you feel up to it, a bunch of us are getting lunch at this new bistro in town and you’re welcome to join us.”

“Residents or nurses?” I joked.

“Nurses, but you know you get along with anybody. Plus, all the nurses really like you so it wouldn’t be weird at all.”

“That makes me feel better.”

Hannah laughed.

“Thanks for the offer, I’ll keep it in mind and let you know if I’m going to join.”

“Cool. Well, I better get going because there’s always stuff to do at home.”

“It never ends.” I said goodbye to Hannah and proceeded in the opposite direction toward my car.

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